TYPnovel Chapter 85 : Giant Eggs
Chapter 85 : Giant Eggs
Chapter 85: Giant Eggs
She had never encountered someone like this before.
But now wasn’t the time to dwell on it.
That female demon Hera was definitely hiding in some dark corner watching.
If she acted too cowardly or failed to hold the scene, that would mean mission failure.
And the consequence of mission failure…
Lilia recalled “being turned into a specimen.”
No.
She had to pull herself together.
Even if it was an act, she had to act like an emotionless queen.
Lilia took a deep breath and adjusted her facial muscles, making her expression as cold, disgusted, and arrogant as possible.
She recalled the way Hera usually looked at subordinates who made mistakes.
Thirty percent indifference, thirty percent casual disregard, and forty percent disdain of “you’re not even qualified to die by my hand.”
“Heh.”
Lilia let out a cold snort through her nose.
She didn’t raise her foot to kick Batori.
Because she felt it was filthy.
That disgust came from the bottom of her heart—there was no need to act.
“You think you’re worthy?”
Lilia’s voice was as cold as if it had been tempered with ice shards.
“You’d dirty my shoes. Even if I sold you, you wouldn’t be worth the compensation.”
“Get away from me.”
“You reek. You’re stinking up the air.”
After speaking, Lilia even took out a handkerchief, fanned it in front of her nose, and then tossed it in disgust onto Batori’s head.
The sequence of actions flowed smoothly.
Purely natural performance.
Because she genuinely felt disgusted.
However—
Batori grabbed the handkerchief Lilia had thrown away, pressed it tightly against her face, and greedily inhaled.
“Ah…”
“This is it…”
“This feeling…”
“So wonderful!”
“Master, you’re too good at this!”
Batori lifted her head, her eyes filled with dazed little stars, her face flushed as if it would drip blood.
Lilia: “……”
She was tired.
Let it all be destroyed.
There was no way to continue this conversation.
She decided to ignore this lunatic.
Lilia lowered her head and opened the black leather ledger in her hands.
The first page was filled with dense Demon Realm Common Language text, along with complicated numbers and charts.
Just looking at it gave her a headache.
And she couldn’t understand anything from it right now.
This thing had to be taken back for those succubi to examine.
Lilia snapped the ledger shut and stuffed it into her pocket.
“I’ll take this.”
She glanced at Batori, who was still on the ground.
“Now.”
“Lead the way.”
“To take a look at your… precious private troops.”
Hearing this, Batori immediately sprang up from the ground.
“As you command! My master!”
“This way, please!”
She ran ahead attentively, kicking away rubble blocking the path, moving collapsed beams aside.
She truly brought the role of a lackey to perfection.
Lilia followed behind, her hand still resting on the short blade at her waist, nerves tense.
She didn’t trust this lunatic.
No matter how obedient she appeared.
The two crawled out through the blasted hole in the wall and descended along the iron ladder outside.
The night wind howled.
The lights of the mining area flickered below.
But Batori didn’t lead her toward the brightly lit work sheds.
Instead, she circled to the deepest part of the mining area, at the foot of a black mountain that stood like the skull of a giant beast.
There was an abandoned mine entrance there.
Covered by rubble and weeds.
A skull warning sign stood at the entrance: “Extremely Dangerous, Trespassers Will Die.”
Before even getting close—
A nauseating stench of decay mixed with a beastly, fishy odor rushed toward them.
Lilia was very familiar with this smell.
The three desperadoes she encountered in the canyon earlier also carried this scent.
But here, it was far stronger.
Hundreds of times stronger.
As if thousands of corpses had been piled inside and left to ferment for half a month.
Lilia frowned.
This wasn’t just the smell of decay.
There was also a kind of magical fluctuation that made her instinctively uneasy, surging from within the pitch-black cave entrance.
“It’s inside.”
Batori stood at the entrance, turning back to reveal a bright yet eerie smile at Lilia.
Under the moonlight—
Her pale teeth gleamed coldly.
“The No. 3 abandoned mine.”
“Also my… underground paradise.”
“Master, you’d better prepare yourself mentally.”
Batori stuck out her scarlet tongue and licked her lips, that madness in her eyes resurfacing.
“They’re a bit… overly enthusiastic.”
Lilia’s heart skipped a beat.
An extremely ominous premonition enveloped her instantly.
She tightened her grip on the blade in her hand.
“Cut the crap.”
“Open it.”
Batori walked to the pile of rubble and pressed her hand against an inconspicuous protruding rock, channeling a strand of black magic into it.
Rumble—
The ground trembled.
The rubble automatically shifted aside.
Revealing a dark, sloping tunnel leading deep underground.
That stench exploded outward instantly, rushing out like a tangible force.
At the same time—
A low, dense rustling sound came from within, like countless crawling creatures rapidly scraping against rock walls.
And…
Countless blood-red points of light lit up in the darkness.
Densely packed.
Thousands upon thousands.
Lilia activated 【Absolute Senses】, her vision piercing through the darkness.
When she clearly saw the true nature of those so-called “private troops”—
Her pupils shrank to pinpoints.
A chill shot from the soles of her feet straight to the top of her head, her scalp nearly exploding.
“What the hell…”
“You call this private troops?!”
“This is a damn biohazard outbreak!”
What appeared at the far end of her vision—
Were monsters.
Those densely packed red lights weren’t eyes.
Batori snapped her fingers.
The dead luminescent moss on the cave ceiling was forcibly activated by some force, casting a dim green glow.
Lilia saw clearly.
It was a sea of flesh.
The entire massive underground cavern—ground, rock walls, even the stalactites above—was covered in a thick layer of purplish-red flesh membrane that slowly writhed.
Vein-like patterns pulsed beneath the membrane, transporting black nutrient fluid.
And upon these membranes—
Neatly arranged—
Were thousands upon thousands of semi-transparent giant eggs.
Each egg was half the height of a person.
Their surfaces were slick, coated with nauseating mucus.
Those red glows came from inside the eggs.
Through the semi-transparent shells, one could vaguely see twisted shadows curled within.