The Warden of The Witches

Demonic Possesion

"Do you know what has happened?" Aiden asked, holding his forehead and looking pale.

While conversing with Dailey, he had been struggling to resist the intrusion of Abigail's words into his consciousness.

"When you took the pendant, I knew things might turn out like this. On a full moon night, Abigail can gather the Grand Witches to her gathering through the pendant," Dailey answered with a faint smile. "Although I wanted to warn you of the danger, I couldn't speak it out due to the existence of the contract."

"No need for unnecessary talk. Do you have a way to shut off the voices in my head?" Aiden asked directly, not wanting to wait any longer for a solution.

"Of course, as long as you, Warden..." Dailey said meaningfully, running her finger across her lips, "surrender your body to me."

"Don't play games with me in this situation. I'm really losing my patience," Aiden said with a stern face.

"Oh, you misunderstand. I'm being serious," Dailey smiled. "The simplest way to stop that voice is for you to say that sentence yourself. By using proper articulation, you can adapt to the influence of the divine language."

"Say it? Are you kidding me?"

Aiden was certain that even a master ventriloquist could never utter this "language." What Abigail spoke was simply impossible for human vocal cords to produce.

"That's why I mentioned surrendering your body to me," Dailey toyed with her short magic wand. "Next, I will summon a possessing demon to enter your body temporarily and modify your throat and tongue precisely to the structure capable of speaking that language."

"Sounds a bit suspicious..." Aiden narrowed his eyes skeptically.

A possessing demon was a type of demon that could directly inhabit a living being. It could alter the host's physical structure, giving them demonic features and terrifying strength, along with some special abilities.

However, as the possession continued, the demon would gradually erode the host, altering their temperament and synchronizing their thoughts with the demon's until the demon took complete control of the body.

Witches like Dailey, who excel in controlling demons, can not only strengthen themselves by allowing demons to possess them but also manipulate specific targets through possessed demons. Handling ordinary people possessed by demons is a routine task for the Inquisition Bureau.

"To be honest, I am indeed interested in manipulating you. But no matter what, I'm not foolish enough to have such thoughts here," Dailey shrugged.

Aiden pondered for a moment. Indeed, there was some risk in allowing the possessed demon summoned by Dailey to enter his body, but it was still manageable.

It takes a considerable amount of time for a possessed demon to erode its host. If Dailey made any suspicious moves, he could counter her through the demon contract. Moreover, he knew how to exorcise demons.

Moreover He also remembered the appearance of Abigail's horns. At that time, he had suspected that Abigail was in a state of some kind of special modification, which might explain why she could emit those eerie sounds. Dailey's words had a certain degree of credibility.

"Then let's get started. I will unseal your casting privileges," Aiden agreed.

"Understood," Dailey waved her wand and began reciting an incantation.

Soon, a dark and viscous substance was summoned out of thin air, quickly transforming into a soft elongated shape, like a small snake coiling around her short magic wand.

This was the possessing demon. Before finding a suitable host, the true form of this creature was actually quite fragile.

"Come, Warden," Dailey happily approached, holding her staff in front of Aiden. "Ah..."

She opened her mouth as if coaxing a child to eat, signaling for Aiden to open his mouth and accept.

Aiden reluctantly opened his mouth, thinking that he probably wouldn't enjoy this experience. In an instant, the possessed demon swiftly entered his body.

"Does it taste good?" Dailey teasingly asked Aiden with a smile.

"tastes good my ass...," Aiden retorted irritably.

It felt like swallowing a snot worm...

He was currently enduring the dual pressure of mental contamination and physiological discomfort, which inevitably made him a bit irritable.

"Now, I will proceed to transform your body. Please bear with me," Dailey said, waving her staff again.

Aiden felt a sudden intense pain in his chest, similar to the pain experienced during physical transformation—the possessed demon was rapidly altering his body.

The pain spread from his chest, reached his throat, and then arrived at the base of his tongue.

"Oh, my, you look quite impressive with your demonization," Dailey lightly caressed her cheek, admiringly commented. "Now, please say that phrase."

Aiden attempted to speak, and he was immediately startled by his own voice.

The sound coming from his mouth was hoarse and eerie, neither human nor beast-like, as if it belonged to some... unknown monster.

He began to speak the words that Abigail's voice had been echoing in his mind, imitating them letter by letter. It took him quite some time since many of the pronunciations were beyond his comprehension. Although his vocal cords were capable of producing the sounds, his consciousness struggled to keep up. He could only gradually attempt and adjust the pronunciation.

After more than thirty attempts, although it was a bit awkward, he finally succeeded in uttering the phrase in its entirety.

As soon as the words fell from his mouth, the echoing voices in his mind abruptly ceased, and an unusually relieving sensation made his head feel somewhat light.

Meanwhile, the documents and office supplies that had been knocked over on the ground trembled for a moment, then suddenly floated up and returned to their places on the desk. The files and books were neatly arranged, the office supplies found their positions, and even the pen returned to its holder. The spilled ink flowed back into the ink bottle as if time were reversing.

In the blink of an eye, the office desk returned to its original state... even more orderly and organized than before.

"The Divine Language... is it working!?" Dailey widened her eyes, showing astonishment on her face.

Aiden was not only puzzled by this turn of events but also by the fact that Dailey, who guided him to speak this peculiar "incantation," was now dumbfounded by the effects it triggered.

Just as he was about to ask a question, he suddenly felt something surge up from his chest.

Reflexively, he opened his mouth and vomited, only to find that what he expelled was the possessed demon that had entered his mouth earlier.

The possessed demon wriggled violently on the office desk like a snake scalded by hot water, then stiffened and turned into a pool of black liquid, quickly evaporating.

Watching this scene, Aiden couldn't help but feel dumbfounded.

The possessed demon had actually died on its own.