classifiedscript Chapter 241 The Night of Walpurgis
Chapter 241 The Night of Walpurgis
Chapter 241 The Night of Walpurgis
"nailed it."
Beside the abandoned underground nuclear reactor, Ash wiped her hands and turned to her companions, saying, "There's no time to lose; we need to prepare for action immediately."
Her accomplice, a witch with regenerative abilities, asked doubtfully, "Will this really attract that, uh, giant lizard?"
"It should work. Even if it doesn't, I have a backup plan..."
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As soon as Aisha finished speaking, she felt a tremendous earthquake. The entire underground facility was shaking and trembling, as if an isolated island had been hit by some giant object.
A chill ran down her spine. She grabbed her companion's hand and quickly led her away from the underground facility.
The moment they stepped out of the underground facility, a beast's claw burst through the ground, completely destroying the entire facility.
The two instinctively turned around and saw that the abandoned reactor was being gripped tightly by a beast's claw. Looking up through the gaping hole, they saw not the sky, but a cold, beastly eye.
"Hurry up!"
Without saying a word, Aisha grabbed her companion's hand and ran towards the exit.
Just as she had expected, the entire island prison had descended into chaos, and neither the warden nor the guards had time to attend to them.
The two ran to a beach, where a yacht was moored at a nearby pier. Their other accomplices were already waiting for them on the yacht.
Once aboard the yacht, Ashe turned back one last time to look at the colossal beast that towered like a mountain, just as it turned its eyes to meet hers.
A strange sense of familiarity and warmth welled up inside her, and she only forced her gaze away when she saw several streaks of light flash across the distant sea.
She didn't know why she had this feeling, nor did she know what those streaks of light were, but she had an inexplicable premonition that was urging her forward.
Ashe firmly believes that she came into this world with a certain mission.
The yacht sailed away from the isolated island prison, while the giant beast on the island and the arriving witch fought for a while before retreating back into the ocean.
"Finally gone. That dinosaur-like behemoth was incredibly difficult to deal with." The Great Witch Millison breathed a sigh of relief, but recalling how she had been annihilated by the three-headed dragon's rain of light last time, she still couldn't help but shudder.
These Alpha-class behemoths are all formidable, especially Godzilla, which is comparable to the three-headed dragon.
If it weren't for the combined efforts of several powerful witches, it would have been difficult to drive them back to the ocean.
Most of the world's giant monsters lurk in the ocean, which has made maritime transport extremely dangerous and has led to a significant reduction in exchanges between countries.
"Millison, you'd better check the ground."
Her companion's voice pulled her back to reality. Millison looked down, her pupils dilating slightly.
On the ground, the witches were looking up at the sky, their eyes filled with curiosity.
With someone's intervention, they evacuated to a safe area in advance, and suffered little loss.
Millicent could no longer contain herself; she gasped, her voice trembling, "These...these are all witches?"
“That’s right,” her companion replied calmly. “They are not registered witches, and their power is quite weak. They may have been imprisoned here by someone.”
As for who did it, the two of them didn't need to talk; they both knew the answer.
Besides the company, they couldn't find any other answer.
"What are the company, no, what are the people at the Environmental Committee thinking? Why are they gathering so many witches here?"
Thinking of a rumor circulating among witches, Millison said solemnly, "After I log off, I need to ask someone at the company for clarification."
The other witch traveling with her, however, was pessimistic and not optimistic about the outcome of her trip.
"Even if you knew the company's purpose, you probably couldn't stop them. The company has always only cared about profits, as you know."
"But someone has to try," Millison said in a deep voice.
She knew that witches were actually an anomaly in human society.
As early as the Middle Ages, humans relied on miracles and prayers to hunt witches, driving them to the brink of extinction. Although for unknown reasons, the supernatural abilities of humans gradually declined, they now have a replacement.
That is the power of technology.
According to Millison's inside information, the Europa Military-Industrial Complex, where she works, has no fewer than ten types of weapons designed to target the Great Witch.
Moreover, the survival of these "Great Witches" depends on the faith brought by their popularity and online traffic. Without the hype provided by the company, they will soon die due to the lack of faith.
"The company is already urging me to log off," her colleague said. "It seems they don't want us to know too much."
Millison's face darkened. She too had received urging and warnings from the Europa Military-Industrial Complex. She glanced at the witch on the ground again before her body gradually faded and disappeared.
In the real world, the Environmental Committee held an emergency meeting.
As soon as Modi joined the online meeting, he heard several committee members arguing.
"We shouldn't have chosen that location for the prison in the first place. Now look what's happened; the abandoned underground reactor has attracted a giant beast and even allowed some witches to escape."
"Could it not be an accident, but premeditated?" one committee member offered a different perspective. "I always feel that there is an invisible force hindering the evolution of the ring boundary."
"You mean, like the catastrophic beast attack, this unexpected event is hindering the evolution of the Ring?"
"Yes, this accident not only caused some mass-produced witches to escape, but also led to the discovery of the prison by great witches like Millison. It's too much of a coincidence... Commissioner Mormontis has arrived."
Lazarus's representative greeted Mordy and said, "This time, some witches escaped, but their bodies inside the cabin couldn't escape. We'll have to trouble Styx to format them."
"Leave it to me," Mordy replied.
But he didn't think so in his heart.
Judging by the time, those people should have already taken the infiltration pod out by now.
The thought had barely crossed his mind when a newly logged-in committee member brought news: "Something's happened. The area where the escaped witch's infiltration pod is located has been attacked by Valpurgis Night."
"They hijacked the infiltration pods inside."
Upon hearing this, the entire online meeting room fell silent, the noise of the discussion drowned out by the silence.
After a long pause, one of the committee members said quietly, "Whether you believe it or not, these incidents are very likely related. In short, I don't believe it's a coincidence."
"On the night of Valpurgis, they shouldn't have known the location of the infiltration pod unless there was a mole within our ranks."
Another committee member spoke, his tone icy.
The committee members present all understood his meaning, and their gazes subtly swept over the others.
"Of course, it's also possible that there's a mole within your companies. I suggest that you all increase the intensity of internal investigations after you go offline."
"Definitely, definitely," Modi replied casually.
In fact, he knew better than anyone that he was the one who recruited this organization called Valpugis Night.
Walpurgis Night, also known as Witch's Night, has a long history. Originally a traditional festival in some regions, it later evolved into an extremist witch organization.
Its members are all witches, and its purpose is to take revenge on humanity by force, overthrow the existing order, and establish a witch-led rule.
The witches of Valpurgis Night are different from the witches of the company. Their path to transcendence is much more ancient. They do not need faith to enhance their power, but rely on methods such as sacrifice and meditation.
Styx conducted related research and discovered some interesting points: the witches of the Valpurgis Night rely on sacrifices and meditation to increase the activity of their witch factors, thereby enhancing their own power.
Although they were freed from the shackles of faith, they only had a handful of Great Witches, far outnumbering the Ringworld Committee.
After all, a company can easily reap the rewards of its followers and cultivate one powerful witch after another simply by generating buzz and guiding public opinion. But Valpurgis Night has a lot more to consider.
Not to mention that the company also possesses a large number of high-tech weapons; any company behind any committee member could easily crush Valpurgis Night.
If they hadn't been so good at hiding, they would have been gone long ago.
"No need to worry, the Valpugis Night is nothing but a bunch of chickens and dogs."
Hongyu, who had been silent all along, suddenly spoke. His voice was still gentle and calm, with a certain affability that made people believe him.
"Even if they hijacked the infiltration pod, they couldn't possibly awaken the mass-produced witches inside, since their brains are locked."
The lock is a technology developed by Wieland-Yutani Corporation that can lock a person's consciousness and trap them within the ring. Once locked, even if a person is taken out of the infiltration pod, their consciousness cannot be released. This is also the ring committee's last line of defense.
"The most urgent tasks are to eliminate the traitor and hunt down Valpurgis Night and the escaped witch."
Peter Weyland spoke calmly, "The Night of Valpurgis is our common enemy. They plot to resurrect a non-existent primordial witch," and even more so, they seek to overthrow human rule. We must show them no mercy.
"The Primordial Witch?" Mordy narrowed his eyes upon hearing this.
The Night of Valpurgis believes that all witches originated from a primordial witch, who died at the hands of a great enemy, but is not without the possibility of resurrection.
If the Primordial Witch is resurrected, the existing order will be overturned... at least that's what the Night of Valpurgis believes.
The meeting ended abruptly, and Modi logged off along with the other committee members.
No sooner had he logged off than the phone rang. Mo Di picked up the communicator and answered the call.
On the other end of the phone was a cold, detached voice.
"Their brains are locked. Tell me, how do I unlock them?"
"How would I know?" Mordy chuckled. "The key to unlock it is with Weyland. Hmm, maybe the other two giants have it too. You should ask them for it."
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"...If they can't unlock it, they're just in a vegetative state, and we'll never get the truth out of them." The voice on the other end seemed several degrees colder, clearly indicating great dissatisfaction with his answer.
"That's your problem. I've already fulfilled the agreement." Modi acted as if he didn't care. "Here's a suggestion: it's best not to damage the infiltration pod before unlocking it."
"After all, the infiltration pods have life support functions. If you destroy them, you'll have to take care of the witch inside yourself. In that case, you'll be the ones who suffer."
"You...!" The witch on the other end took a deep breath, suppressing her anger, and hung up the phone.
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