Steampunk Era: Mad Abield
Chapter 889: Section 586: Confidence (Part One)_2

Chapter 889: Section 586: Confidence (Part One)_2

A snake... Damn, where did this creature come from.

Sa’an mustered his courage, and once again his instantly cast spell formation hit its target but was ineffective, after which Sa’an sat down on the floor.

Constantly using spell formations brought a great burden on him, he looked at the approaching child: "I surrender."

"I do not accept the surrender of Chaos, tell me, what is the deal with this child, and I will grant you a swift death."

The child said emotionlessly.

Sa’an wanted to struggle, but his body had already knelt down.

In the battle of illusion techniques, this young man with his head bowed lost completely.

......

"You people play dirty with spell formations." This was the only comment from Grael who had watched the entire battle between Malin and Sa’an using spell formations, where Malin and Sa’an clashed three times — the first time, Malin spoke and placed a suggestion spell on Sa’an, whose sea of consciousness couldn’t compete with a legend and was instantly penetrated.

The second time, the suggestion spell that Sa’an had placed on himself took effect, gaining him about three seconds of clarity, so he pulled out a revolver — a very wise choice.

But that was it, for Malin’s suggestion spells followed one after another, making Sa’an perceive the gun in his hand as a snake and throw it away.

Obviously, he quickly realized what was going on.

And the third time, also the last time, when Sa’an opted to surrender but again tried to attack Malin with a spell formation and still failed, Sa’an sat down, but he did not beg for mercy, rather he attempted a final assassination attempt and utterly failed.

Such a tragic fate, young man.

The old man sighed while catching the child that Malin passed to him: "I can’t sense any danger from this child."

"That’s because the illusion covers the most real aspect of this child." Mr. Malin’s words sounded profoundly philosophical, although Grael did not sense any issue, and his True Eyes could not make out any problem with the infant in his arms.

Then the child woke up, smacked his lips a few times, and then yawned.

Grael saw the sharp teeth in this little creature’s mouth—from the gum line all the way to his throat, sharp like a shark’s teeth, making the old man feel fear once again: "Look at those teeth, they’re better than all of ours combined."

Grael let out a sigh of wonder and moved the child’s gaping mouth a bit away from his head.

"Yes, besides his teeth, she also has a pretty good body." Malin said while soul-searching.

Hmm, Grael was silent for a moment as his two old friends came over from either side, and finally, Lena unwrapped the swaddle, and then they saw the child’s adorable body, he had the hands a human should have, the little red dots a human should have, the small belly a human should have, and... tentacles a human definitely should not have.

"What is this?" For the first time, Grael felt that what he was holding was not a baby, but a Flame Burst Fireball cast by a mage.

If the sharp teeth mutation could still be acceptable, then these tentacle mutations were absolutely unacceptable, such a child was destined to be purified.

"Mr. Malin, have you discovered anything?" Grael’s old friend Jack turned his head and asked, visible anger on his face—such distortions and deformities could not possibly be the child’s own desire.

"This guy wanted his Mr. Luck to descend, he chose this child as the vessel because the child has spiritual energy talent, suitable for a Subspace visitor to occupy his body, his sacrifice was successful, but also a failure, because another soul from the Subspace occupied this child’s body, the power of the Subspace has altered the child’s body, what I find strange is, this child has not been completely transformed into a demon, his soul has won the battle, I think I should find an expert in soul studies to help me understand." Malin’s answer puzzled Grael, then he realized—this Mr. Luck must represent some deity, who is exiled in the Subspace, so how many deities are exiled in the Subspace?

The answer was on the verge of emerging.

Thinking this, Grael and his three old friends simultaneously chose to smile in unison, as if connecting their thoughts.

"I understand, then, Mr. Malin, how do you plan to deal with this child?" Grael asked, feeling that Malin’s assessment of the child meant the child might not necessarily die.

Grael was old and could not bear to see such a young child bleed, let alone die in such a pitiful state, although he also understood that if the child could not be saved, he must kill him.

"Leave it to me." A faint voice arose in the hall.

Grael then terrifyingly discovered, there was an addition in the hall... no, certainly not a human.

It was a child who looked like and used the paternal lineage of Lord Malin, but was definitely not a relative of Lord Malin; Grael somewhat involuntarily handed over the child in his arms, and this child who looked like a young girl reached out to embrace these children.

It was quite strange to say, the previously restless children became immediately quiet once embraced by her.

Holding the child, who then fell asleep in her arms, Grael soon saw her mouth open, sharp fangs falling out to be replaced by human teeth growing in.

"A power that only deities should possess, friend of the Goddess of Harvest..." Lena had recognized the identity of this figure, and her reminder greatly surprised Grael—The Goddess of the Harvest Church’s deity was severely injured, and an external deity maintaining faith for her had always been information from the Supernatural Realm; Grael had never believed this as he truly had never seen such a generous deity who would execute the duties of another.

Until today, when he saw her.

The girl in front of him kissed the small child gently, and Grael saw the child’s lower body reversing its deformities, the tentacles’ suction cups disappeared, and tumors peeled off, finally, Grael saw holy inscriptions light up on those tentacles.

"This child is no longer problematic; in the name of the Goddess of Harvest, born to stand upon the earth, she holds that right." The deity’s words were engraved on the child’s forehead this second, and Grael had never been so up close to a miracle, feeling the shake in his faith for the first time as he took back the child from the deity’s hands... Such sanctity.

"Madam, thank you for your mercy." Malin had already twisted the neck of that villain.

"This child, born with her own unique mission, I couldn’t stand to watch her wither away, so I came here, I gave her the right to walk on the land, and no mortal can deprive her of this right, nor would any deity dare to take that from her, as we are the lovers of Nameless, Mother Earth." The lady said, stretching her hand to pat Malin’s head:"I entrust this child to your protection, Malin Gaiate, are you confident?"

"It depends on the opponent that comes, and whether my helpers can be summoned at any moment."

Lord Malin’s response almost made Grael burst out laughing.

But the next second, Grael couldn’t laugh anymore, as a red-skinned little guy appeared from the opened crack, not poking out his head, but Arial still felt the winds of Chaos hit his face, the only being preventing the city from transforming frowned: "Malin will not summon you."

"I believe one day, this child will choose me." Right after these words, this figure was pulled away from the crack, and then the crack closed.

Before it closed, Grael heard a voice that sounded very handsome of a young man: "We said to let Malin decide for himself, and now you’re trying to sneak in again?"

Wait, why do I, upon hearing the voice, mentally visualize a handsome young man smiling?

While feeling perplexed, Grael noticed his two old friends clutching their Holy Emblem of the Lord of Justice at their chests.

And the lady turned her head towards Malin:"Now, Malin, are you confident now?"

"Certainly, Madam, I have never been as confident in myself as I am today." Mr. Malin’s face was full of pride.