Chapter 91: Abyss’s Senior Martial Sister
Leona’s body felt frozen.
She had only experienced this inability to move twice before. The first time was the near-death experience when she was killed by the backlash of chaotic Dou Qi. The second time was now.
She tried to move, but her consciousness seemed detached from her body. She couldn’t command her body to do anything, not even blink or make the slightest facial expression.
“Whew, truly the world’s strongest Dou Qi Master, Princess Leona. That throw just now was quite impressive,” the female Necromancer said with a smile, standing up and casually dusting herself off. “If I had approached you rashly, you probably would have turned me into paste before I could gain control, right?”
Leona desperately wanted to curse this despicable woman, but she was powerless.
“Oh, you might be confused about the current situation, but don’t worry. Allow me to introduce myself. My name is Fidia, a Necromancer – by seniority, I suppose I’m your master’s senior martial sister. I’m here to reclaim the Sage’s Blood that rightfully belongs to my master. Your master possesses power he shouldn’t have; it’s unreasonable,” the female Necromancer calmly walked over to Leona, gently patted her shoulder, and turned to leave.
After Fidia patted her shoulder, Leona immediately felt control of her body fall into Fidia’s hands. She began to follow Fidia uncontrollably.
She couldn’t speak and tried to contact Abyss through the necromantic link. The link was still active and connected to Abyss, but communication seemed jammed. No matter how she tried to send distress signals through the mind link, it was like throwing stones into the sea – no response.
“Oh, trying to use the spell link to tip off your master? Don’t waste your energy. His magic originates from the same source as mine, so I can interfere. By the way, every word you just said to him went straight into my ears,” Fidia turned back, giving Leona a smug smile, then said mockingly, “‘Abyss, I’ve been captured by your senior martial sister, she’s controlling me now, come save me quickly!’”
Leona realized she was completely dominated.
Fidia hadn’t directly seized control, possibly for two reasons: either she lacked the ability to transfer someone else’s familiar to herself, or she knew Leona’s immense power required an astronomical amount of magic to sustain, making her hesitant to claim Leona lest she be drained dry.
“Haha, Abyss, what an adorable nickname. It seems you two are quite close.”
Fidia walked briskly ahead, Leona following behind. They passed many people, including the Druid and the Golden Rose soldiers. Fidia snapped her fingers, uttered a short incantation, and they became invisible to those around them, who even greeted Leona as she passed.
Leona followed Fidia helplessly. She desperately wanted to kick the woman’s backside, but her body was no longer her own.
Thinking hard, Leona suddenly had an idea.
Fidia, walking ahead, stopped abruptly and turned back, looking coldly at Leona. “Who did you just call an old hag with two tumors on her chest?”
Since Fidia could intercept messages sent to Abyss, Leona could use their private channel to hurl insults, which would naturally reach Fidia. Although she couldn’t break free, Leona finally vented some frustration, feeling immensely satisfied.
Leona admitted Fidia was beautiful: she had the characteristic dark hair and strong features of southern humans, appearing to be around thirty, with striking looks, snow-white skin, and an impressive figure. There was even a subtle resemblance to Abyss in her movements. But the woman exuded an aura that instinctively repulsed Leona – sinister, narrow-minded, and arrogant.
“You want to use me as a hostage to exchange for the Sage’s Blood with Abyss?” Leona asked through the spell link.
“Ah, yes, you guessed it right away. Sister will reward you with a kiss – later, don’t get too excited,” Fidia replied through the link. The sensation was deeply unpleasant for Leona, like receiving a letter written on Abyss’s personal stationery by someone else – an indescribable aversion.
“Seriously, is this the level of Abyss’s senior martial sister? How could Abyss possibly give his blood to you? Doesn’t he want to live? If he dies, we cease to exist too, right? He’s not an idiot; how could this deal possibly work?” Leona didn’t hesitate to mock, her last form of resistance. “Tsk tsk tsk, it seems Abyss’s school has declined; the intelligence of his peers has dropped to this level.”
“Haha, Princess Leona, your tongue is as sharp as history records. But I advise you to save it. He has no choice in this transaction. Do you know how long I investigated before luring you out? We’ve been watching you ever since your master recklessly used large-scale magic to broadcast the Ossi princess’s self-mutilation!” Fidia turned back, sneering. “I know how much your master adores you and the other two little vixens. I must say, although he’s not the first in our school to fall in love with the dead, he’s certainly the most creative.”
“Where are you taking me?” Leona asked again.
“Oh, I don’t intend to waste much time, nor reveal too much of our intelligence to you. Although you’ll soon turn to dust, I’m not that careless,” Fidia said. “You’re about to be exchanged for the Sage’s Blood.”
“Fine, old woman. I hope you won’t be too disappointed when you realize your efforts were in vain.”
“Hmph, you little brat, quite strong-willed,” Fidia stopped, narrowing her eyes at Leona. “But, looking closely, you really are beautiful. Look at those pink, jelly-like soft lips. Sister really wants to kiss you hard…”
She gracefully walked towards Leona, bent down, and reached a hand towards Leona’s face.
“Keep your claws off me, if you don’t want to be torn apart by me in despair one day,” Leona’s cold voice suddenly came through the spell link.
Fidia paused, then withdrew her hand.
“Hmph, you think I care? Just wait and enjoy your master’s final performance.”
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