The Primordial Record novel Chapter 677

Chapter 677 The madness of Lamia

?The battle if you wanted to call it that, had hardly lasted for two minutes, but half the Abominations here were already dead, transformed into large trees.

Augustus began to weep silent tears of happiness, finally, it seemed his torture was coming to an end, and he did not care by whose hands it was delivered, even if it was to be coming from a child. His eyes followed the loudest individual on the battlefield and like everyone here, he was deeply puzzled, frightened, and doubting the very reality before their eyes.

The naked boy clapped his hands in excitement. To the child, this was seriously fun.

When he came to battle with the adults, he was warned to stick with his groups, which were fifty-five children all in the age range of three to seven years old, but he had stuck out by himself, there was no way he was letting the rest share his glory.

Unlike everyone in the village, he did not want to be a farmer but a soldier, maybe even a Captain, or perhaps a General even. Although every profession was a worthy service towards the Lord, he wanted the glory of fighting great battles.

"Jumai you reckless brat," a shocked voice filled with helplessness resounded over the battlefield, "I'm gonna whoop you a thousand times on your bum when we return today."

An attractive young woman holding a long whip and a spatula, who was also wearing an apron ran towards the boy, the flour stains on the apron revealed that she should have been in the midst of cooking when the summon for battle came, and her task was to watch over the rambunctious children who wished to battle alongside their parents and siblings.

Everything was going well, these creatures that had once terrorized them back in Calcutta, slaughtering their families and desecrating their bodies were no longer the nightmares they had once been to them.

They had faced tougher battles alongside the Handmaiden of their Lord Rowan, but despite all these battles, nothing could protect her from the stress of watching these damned kids.

"I'm gonna whip your bum until it's raw," she marched towards Jumai, slapping away the Reapers that tried to reach her and marching with a determined stride towards the boy while snapping her whip.

The face of the boy went white and he yelled in fright, he began running deeper into the Abomination horde, slamming them away with a brush of his hands, he was far more scared of his elder sister and teacher than any monsters that prowled the universe, in his short life he had never seen anyone more dangerous.

Absomet watched in astonishment as the young naked child leaped over the battlefield, legs spread wide with tears spilling out of his eyes in fear, not of the Abominations, but of a livid young woman towing dozens of children behind her and tearing apart Abominations like they were weeds.

"This…. This… This is madness! Are these soldiers?"

Lamia was going insane in anger, Augustus groaned in pain nearly falling to his knees as his essence was crazily extracted and Lamia screamed at the Abomination Champion,

"Why are you standing here? Stop them before they slaughter all my Reapers, without any Reaper as a base form Abomination, I will have to start from scratch, with my weakened body that would take millennia! I don't have that much time or even the essence to accommodate such a loss."

Absomet perked her ears at that statement, Lamia in a fit of fury had revealed her weakness to her.