novelraw Chapter 483: This Is Seriously Not Right
Chapter 483: This Is Seriously Not Right
And this was merely one quarter of the body she had left here. If she truly descended in her entirety, I'm afraid even the Leviathan would be as lowly as a crawling insect in her eyes.
Among all the Root-level existences that have appeared, this Mother Goddess's strength absolutely ranks among the very top.
"Glory to the Mother Goddess."
His posture became even more subservient.
Immediately, that casual voice brimming with desire and sarcasm came through again.
"However, what I didn't expect was that you Plague Doctors have actually truly pledged allegiance to the Flesh and Blood Dominator. What's the matter? After betraying that fallen Holy Angel, are you now preparing to betray the Master behind you as well?"
The lead Plague Doctor spoke in a low, hoarse voice, "Respected Mother Goddess Majesty, we have never betrayed anyone. Our cooperation with the Flesh and Blood Cult is merely to thoroughly implement our philosophy."
"Sovereign Majesty is as... well, evil as you are, and possesses a grand vision. He, like us, is dedicated to the chaos and curses of this world, especially targeting those fallen Ancient Gods. They deserve to be imprisoned forever, not the other way around, dominating this hell."
"Therefore, we are very willing to join Sovereign Majesty in completing this purge."
That voice chuckled with a cold, bewitching allure.It was filled with undisguised contempt and mockery.
"Is that so? Then I wish you good luck. Since that's the case, as an ally, I don't mind revealing one more piece of information to you."
The lead Plague Doctor raised his head.
That voice said casually, "Your arch-nemesis, the Night Doctors, also have an ulterior motive for coming here. From what I understand, there is already at least a Monarch-level existence who has infiltrated the core area of the Cursed City. Whether they are plotting for the Colossus's Brain or targeting you all..."
"That remains unknown."
Upon hearing this, the lead Plague Doctor's eyes instantly narrowed.
An existence above Monarch-level?!
Based on their understanding of the City of Night, those who could reach this rank could be counted on one hand. And if they had to guess who was most likely to come to the Cursed City...
The name of that always very low-profile individual surfaced in his mind.
"Mother Goddess Majesty, dare I ask, will the Monarch-level existence you mentioned pose a threat to our operation?"
He bowed his head, probing with his question.
He didn't directly ask for that Monarch's location, instead using a different tactic.
Because asking directly would frame it as a conflict between them and the Night Doctors, while this indirect probing subtly classified the Night Doctors as being on the opposite side of the Flesh and Blood Cult.
That voice chuckled lightly, "That's for them to decide. However, aside from being against you, the Night Doctors' stance has always been neutral. If they don't hinder me, naturally I don't have the spare time to bother with them either. Do you understand?"
And the other meaning of this sentence was also a warning to them: if you Plague Doctors don't behave, then she wouldn't mind cooperating with the Night Doctors' Alignment, letting them grasp some information they shouldn't.
And from this point, it could also be seen.
Whether it was towards the Dominator Sect or the Plague Doctor Alignment, she held not a shred of trust.
Because for creatures of the chaotic Alignment, betrayal is just a common occurrence.
The lead Plague Doctor's eyes flickered, naturally understanding the Desire Mother Tree's meaning. He then placed a hand over his chest and spoke in a low, hoarse voice:
"Yes, Mother Goddess Majesty."
Clearly.
This issue still needed them to handle themselves.
"Mother Goddess Majesty, dare I ask about the current state of the battle underground?" His eyes flickered as he changed the topic, saying:
"Previously, we detected three traces of Nuclear Fission explosions occurring in a short period underground. We suspect the Mechanical Cult has dispatched elite units with superior performance this time. And then there are those nano-clusters. If we allow them to develop and grow, they would absolutely be an opponent not to be underestimated for us as well."
This was also his greatest concern.
What's terrifying about nano-clusters is precisely their upper limit. Large-scale, systematically developed nano-clusters completely possess the capability to contend with Root-level entities. They are also the biggest variable in this war.
That voice said casually, "You don't need to worry about that. I've already divided them into separate zones. Moreover, it seems there's some internal issue among them. Their numbers haven't increased geometrically as I anticipated, which is actually rather strange."
"As for the other mechanical swarms, they are completely not worth fearing. I haven't even put them in my...!!"
The Plague Doctors: "???!!"
The lead Plague Doctor looked up in shock, staring at the pulsating Seed of Flesh and Blood before him, bewildered by the sudden sound that had abruptly cut off the Desire Mother Tree's words.
"Mother Goddess Majesty, what's wrong with you?"
The surrounding Plague Doctors immediately exchanged glances.
Because that sound was as perplexing as if you were on a call with your girlfriend and she suddenly let out a peculiar cry.
Furthermore, from the image manifested in the blood mist, they could see that just a moment ago, even the massive trunk of the Desire Mother Tree standing at the very center of the city had visibly trembled.
That voice fell silent for a moment.
As if investigating.
Then the voice sounded again, though compared to before, it seemed to carry a trace of hesitation and confusion.
"Just now, something seems to have happened that made me feel a bit... pleased."
Upon hearing this, the surrounding Plague Doctors were instantly stunned.
Pleased?
Their minds immediately conjured up one strange image after another of the massive Desire Mother Tree being pressed down from above.
This isn't right, this is very not right!
Because if this word came from the mouth of the Desire Mother Tree, it definitely referred to *that* kind of pleasure. But is this some kind of joke? Does a method even exist in this world that could make an Evil God who presides over "pleasure" feel pleased?
Their expressions were dubious.
During the time they were pondering this, that voice had already quickly returned to its previous state, sounding flat.
"Alright, don't worry yourselves over matters on the battlefield. I have my own judgment. Other than that, is there anything else you need to report? If not, you may disperse."
The lead Plague Doctor immediately snapped back to attention, then focused and looked up, saying hoarsely:
"Mother Goddess Majesty, we indeed still have—"
"Eek♡——!!"
A sharp, abruptly rising moan instantly interrupted his words again.
"......"
The surroundings immediately fell into utter silence, so quiet you could hear a pin drop.
They stared dumbfounded at the pulsating Seed of Flesh and Blood, completely bewildered this time.
"Mother Goddess Majesty..."
"That... if you are currently busy, perhaps we could speak with you later..."
"Eek!"
"......"
This time, the surroundings were utterly stupefied.
Not right!
This is not right!
If there was still some doubt before, these three consecutive sounds were just too much. Truly befitting the leader of the Desire Sect. Could it be that even during a meeting, she couldn't help but engage in some very... desirous activities?
Indulging in lustful matters is one thing, but making strange noises right in front of them... wouldn't that damage her image?
Or perhaps...
Does that actually make it more exciting?
"Mother Goddess Majesty, you are..." the lead Plague Doctor asked uncertainly, his voice hesitant.
The owner of that voice also seemed to frown slightly, continuously searching throughout her massive body for the source of that sudden surge of desire.
"There's a bit of a problem."
When the voice sounded again, it also seemed to carry some hesitation and uncertainty.
"My clone seems to have been... by something..."
She fell silent for two seconds.
"Comforted a few times."
Everyone: "(꒪Д꒪)??!"
And as she uttered these five words, the voice itself also found it somewhat absurd and doubtful.
Because as the Matriarch of the Desire Sect, it had always been her making other creatures lose themselves in ecstasy. There had never been a situation where she herself was made comfortable by something.
And the idea of the dominator of desire being stirred to desire by an external object...
No matter how you think about it, it feels extremely ridiculous.
But just now...
It really was comfortable a few times...