Alice in the Land of Steam

Chapter 460: Has the legendary witch appeared?

After the wolf howl that resounded through the night sky came to an abrupt end, Linger found that the atmosphere around him became much more solemn. Everyone had a serious expression on their face, and their unsmiling temperament was even more serious than before. It was like walking into a grand and solemn court of trial, facing the sickle of judgment, and maintaining inner awe. He soon realized that the battle in the swamp had come to an end, and it seemed that the winner was the chief judge.

This result might make the werewolves of Silver Moon feel despair, and would also surprise the outsiders who had witnessed the giant wolf devouring the Temple of Judgment in the Harbor of Sad Rain. It was hard to imagine how magnificent and shocking the power in the world must be to be comparable to the grand sight of the entire city being plunged into darkness that day, causing the most vicious, cruelest and most powerful werewolf in the history of the Shikilia Peninsula to become a loser under the dust.

As for what fate the loser would face, Lingge had no time to think about it. The first problem he faced now was how he was going to deal with the chief judge.

Actually, this is a difficult question to answer. After all, the young man has never met her, let alone what kind of person she is. Therefore, he can only piece together her image from the few words he had in the previous conversation. In this way, she should be a person with dignity, silence and coldness, and is sincerely trusted and loved by her subordinates. She is simply a perfect leader. No wonder she can lead the Balance of Order to become the most feared force in the mysterious world.

When the young man thought so, a red meteor suddenly rushed from the night sky in the distance, rubbing against the void at an astonishing speed, wrapped in a gorgeous and dazzling flame like a red lotus. The grand momentum made people look up, feeling like seeing a lightning coming from the roaring clouds, and like a ball of sky fire erupting from a volcano. The bottom of the eyes were deeply burned by the blood-red, blooming flames, so there was a slight stinging pain.

"coming!"

Nevill crouched low, her eyes alert, and whispered threats and warnings in her throat: "The Grand Inquisitor of the Inquisition... Tsk, that girl is still so flamboyant, as if she's afraid that others won't see her!"

As if bad memories were evoked, she snorted unwillingly and disdainfully. At the same time, her body subconsciously protected Leticia, who was still in a daze, a little tighter. Even though the vampire girl whispered, "I can fight too," she still ignored her.

She did believe that Leticia could fight, but that depended on who she was fighting against. At least, it shouldn't be against a powerful person who had returned with a great victory. That would undoubtedly be courting death.

"Alice." Linger also asked in a low voice: "Have you come up with a solution?"

"almost!"

Alice replied without even looking up, in a hurried tone: "Give me another three minutes, no, five minutes. Of course, ten minutes would be even better! In short, don't disturb me before then!"

She had started the game console at some point, and was concentrating on browsing a long string of symbols flowing down from the virtual light screen. The dense codes and complex numbers gave Ling Ge a headache. It was hard for this uneducated maid to patiently analyze their meanings. She was also mumbling something incomprehensible. It seemed that she was really thinking seriously. In that case, let's just trust her for now.

Linger withdrew his gaze. At this time, the red meteor that passed through the night sky had slowed down and fell towards the ground, finally landing steadily on the hillside where Dickens and the other two were stationed. The flames wrapped around the outer shell of the meteor gradually dissipated, revealing a tall and somewhat thin figure. Linger realized that she was the legendary chief judge who controlled the balance of order and was also the saint of the Inquisition Church. He immediately felt unbelievable.

Because what he saw was a girl with a golden ponytail and silver eyes. She was wearing a light leather vest and silver-gray shorts, with magazines and ammunition belts hanging on her belt. She wore fingerless gloves and dark red goggles, and carried a black death gun with a chain wrapped around it on her back. The blade at the end was incredibly long and flashed a cold light, with faint traces of solidified dark red blood visible.

If it weren't for the heavy pressure from her that made people tense up all the time and unable to relax when facing her, Linger would never have believed that this girl with strange clothes was the chief judge who Dickens, Christian and Ronning all feared. And the first thing the girl said after landing was: "Hey, Christian, I'm back. How is it? Didn't exceed the time limit?"

Her voice is loud and energetic, which is consistent with the impression given by her appearance.

"No." Christian replied in a cold voice: "There are still fifteen seconds left before the agreed deadline, Master Fei Er."

"Huh, fifteen seconds?" Fei Er was a little surprised: "So little? I thought there was at least one minute left. Well, you can't blame me. Gundalufo is really a difficult guy. I wasted a lot of time to deal with him. Besides, there is not only Gundalufo that needs to be dealt with, but also Linsas."

"Linsas is dead too?" Christian frowned slightly. "This doesn't seem to be part of the agreed plan, Master Fei'er. According to the strategy, you only need to eliminate Gundaruf, and the remaining threats can be left to the mecha corps."

"Well, I just wanted to get rid of him at the same time, to prevent him from going crazy after seeing his old brother die, causing more casualties. You should know that werewolves are the best at going crazy in the world. They go crazy once when the moon is full and when they see blood. They are like mental patients and are not easy to mess with."

Fei'er explained casually, and made some discriminatory remarks that might not be friendly to the werewolf race, but her subordinates would not care, and perhaps they held the same idea. As for the outsiders who heard these words, they did not have the energy to speak and argue for the oldest race in the Taguao Wilderness, because at the moment, they were in a very heavy mood.

The last two leaders of Silver Moon, the remaining hope of the Neoersu family, had vowed to unite the aliens on the peninsula, emulate the feats of Saint Neo, and replicate the former glory of the alien kingdom. The ambitious werewolf leader... had fallen so easily in this dark swamp?
Moreover, it sounded like the chief judge did not regard them as very powerful enemies, and her tone was casual as if she had just solved two insignificant troubles. This made people wonder whether it was only because she was unwilling to use force that Silver Moon and other aliens had room to survive in the past hundred years. But today she finally got serious, so those ambitious people who had escaped the reckoning and thought they could challenge the authority of the cult were captured and slaughtered. In front of her force, they were as docile as cattle and sheep in a slaughterhouse.

Such a power comparison can indeed make people feel desperate.

No wonder when Nevill mentioned the Grand Inquisitor, her tone was so unwilling and fearful. Until this moment, her body was still shaking, her heart was trembling, and she was making a whine that only she could hear. Although the Countess herself was unwilling to admit it, she might still have a similar fluke in her heart, hoping that the Grand Inquisitor would never cast his eyes here, and just ignore them, like treating them as dust in the air or mud in the river, and turn away without interest. In that case, she would be relieved, even if she had to face the magic knights and constructed mechas in the legion next, it didn't matter, because the pressure given to her by those cold magic devices was not even one ten-thousandth of that of the Grand Inquisitor.

However, such an idea was just a luxury. The Chief Judge was not blind and would not ignore the living people in front of her. Even if she wanted to ignore them, Dickens, Christian and Langning, who had been waiting here for five minutes, would have caught her attention. After all, if they were not waiting for Fei Er to make a decision, they could have ordered the troops to attack and invited these people to the Judgment Hall as guests.

and so.

"so--"

After Fei Er and Christian finished talking, they turned their heads and fixed their gaze on the group of people who were surrounded, and asked with interest, "Who are these people?"

　Give me some meow
　　
　
(End of this chapter)