Annihilation
“I think we’re in trouble,” he muttered.
As he stepped through the portal from the spirit realm back into the material realm, an overwhelming sense of foreboding filled his mouth.
Although they had suppressed interference from this side, the forces that the Valtor Kingdom’s powerful held within were still present.
“…How could it still exist, even after covering the entire continent?”
As he spoke, he gazed at the “composite organism” whose numbers looked like they could cover the horizon.
“Wow, is that a chimera?”
“Did you say that’s a chimera?” Kallyba exclaimed in amazement.
Normally, a chimera was a synthetic organism created through alchemy, and even if it lived, its life span would not be very long.
It was hard to believe that such a powerful creature, capable of dividing and fighting on its own, had been created like this.
“By completely replacing the high-level personnel, we can create something like that too.”
He spoke contemptuously, and Kallyba picked up his meaning.
Replacing personnel meant replacing either research staff or material.
“Wait a minute, Dowd. Is this your doing? Is this your way of reacting to the situation?”
Just then, he heard the voice of Viscount Vogert from the magic stone embedded in his chest.
“I was wondering how to deal with something like this, but there are two strange ‘sets’ that have appeared without my instructions. Is this your command?”
He was perceptive. He smiled and replied.
“Yes.”
“May I ask what your intentions are?”
Viscount Vogert’s voice became serious.
“I don’t distrust you, but this ‘combination’ is a bit…unfamiliar to me.”
“I actually put them together to deal with situations like this.”
As he spoke, he looked at the chimeras still moving across the horizon.
To be more precise, it was like a swarm of cockroaches crawling on the ground.
It resembled it in that it was jittery, whether it was actual vitality or the number of heads.
If that’s the case,
“Leave that to me. Please focus on the other side.”
Hunting a ‘swarm of bugs’ is made efficient by a weapon that boasts of history and tradition.
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“…”
“…”
“…”
A strange silence enveloped the surroundings.
Feynol, Cerus & Victoria, and Riru stood with a bloated expression, so it could be that way.
“… No, this is not just standing around, no matter how you look at it.”
Riru, who is in the middle, said in a muffled voice.
Certainly, if someone sees it, they will wonder what is going on with this pose.
Behind Riru, Cerus and Victoria, who are at the back with their hands in their pockets, are sticking to the guy with a bloated expression, and in front of them, Riru hugs Feynol’s waist with both arms, looking almost detached.
Hmmm.
It reminds me of a game of playing trains when I was young.
“… So.”
Feynol, who had been making an expression that only said ‘just do it now…’, smiled transparently and spoke.
“With this number of people, in this state, without any… additional support. We’re supposed to suppress that Kimera disaster on the continent?”
“No, that’s ridiculous.”
I scratch my head and answer.
“We’re not suppressing it, we’re killing them all.”
“… As expected. Shall we go?”
“…”
What should I say?
As I watch Feynol move his body with a complete understanding of the situation without any further questions, a strange feeling comes over me.
No, it’s easy. It’s something empty.
Feynol was the only one who asked as a representative, but as I watch the other members move their bodies with a lifeless expression as if they were all thinking the same thing, it becomes even more apparent.
Like playing a game at a sports festival where you tie your legs together and run together, the three of them move in synchrony.
“Wait a minute, this guy is too fast.!”
“Don’t push me from behind, ooh, ooh-wack! I’ll fall!”
“…If you disrupt my balance like that, I won’t be able to walk properly…!”
“…”
It seems like there are significant troubles occurring intermittently, but it doesn’t matter much.
Leading the clumsy demons who take unsteady steps, somehow managing to move forward, it appears that I have succeeded in reaching the chimeras’ path first.
“Phew.”
Upon getting closer, it actually looks more brutal.
Sharp claws attached to artificially created bodies, thick skin, multiple eyes and limbs.
These grotesque creatures, dripping with slimy saliva, rushing as if they’re covering the ground entirely, resemble a nightmare’s abstract representation.
It’s clear that Fehonor didn’t spend all that time fixated on creating such a ‘legion’ for no reason.
However.
“Hey.”
I lightly tap Fehonor’s arm, who was trying to steady himself and walk with some effort.
“…Yes?”
“Spit it out.”
“…”
I already explained in detail on our way here what he should spit out abundantly.
Seeing Fehonor ignite his scarlet magic despite feeling intense self-loathing about his current state, it’s apparent that he understood well enough.
The crimson devil’s ability, Upheaval, instantly engulfs the surroundings in flames.
Simultaneously.
“…My turn.”
“…Consider it done.”
With Lilia and Victoria’s weakened voices, their violet and cyan magic also manifests at the same time.
“I had experimented excessively in Matop on synthesizing demon magic.”
Especially among them, the clashing magical powers of the sisters, Lilia and Victoria, have shown great compatibility, yielding substantial data.
So, how about sprinkling just a little bit of… ‘spice’ there?
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Black magic flows out from my Tacheon’s seal, encompassing all of the magic in one ‘bundle’.
The simultaneous synthesis of three types of magic.
The violet magic that enhances the target’s abilities, the cyan magic that turns everything it touches into dust, and adding to that.
“A red mage with exceptional abilities that strike ‘extensively’- Soon combined with Euphania.”
-…
Like a giant pillar of fire, rising up as if Paynol set it ablaze.
It was launched towards the magic circle, extending several times the size of that moment.
-!!!
-!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
-!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
The blinding flames spread out as if they would completely change the landscape ahead.
They instantly turned every Chimera within sight into ashes.
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“…”
“…Huh?”
As for the perpetrators who accomplished such deeds, they just looked back at me with amazed faces.
Well, I didn’t even unleash intense magic, I just mixed what I extracted a little, yet this power is quite astonishing.
“No, that’s not it.”
“…What is it then?”
When I saw Lyuru hitting his own cheeks and saying so, he responded in a resigned tone.
“It’s obvious that something like this would happen if you get involved.”
“…”
“You almost dumbfoundedly got surprised again, geez.”
“…”
“Were you surprised? When she gets involved, things naturally get solved in such a damn way-“
Anyway.
“The bug spray effect is certain.”
After all.
Ever since before, Bugwang spray has been the best for killing bugs.
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“Perhaps someone just now screamed, ‘What are those humans going to do if they replace us!'”
“…”
“Raise your hand if it’s you. Oh, no need to swear. Honestly, I had the same thought.”
Hmm.
But can’t they do it? I guess I have no choice.
Bogette thought that way, gazing at the screen with narrow, careful eyes.
After witnessing the sight of chimeras of that level being wiped out in heaps by a single blast of magic, it was now at a level where the feeling of being dumbfounded no longer existed.
Perhaps it was also because the man handling such “work” was proceeding with it without any indication.
“R-R-Right, let’s move in sync. One, two. One, two.”
“Do we look like brats to you?”
He looks as if he has absolutely no interest in “battle.”
Rather, he seems more concerned with leading the three women who are moving clumsily, struggling to keep in sync. Because that takes more time.
He simply watches the clock, breathes fire, and follows the routine of moving to the next location.
“…How much has been wiped out?”
In response to Bogette’s voice of disbelief, one staff member who seemed to strongly sense the “time of the sage” scanned the screen with a gloomy face.
“…It seems about 70% has been incinerated in 10 minutes.”
“…”
Well.
They may be enemies after all.
Even though the Immortal couldn’t create that thing, they must have poured in personnel and budget resources for at least a few years up to a decade.
At this point, it’s almost pitiful…
[Ah, ah. Can you hear me?]
“Yes, I can hear you.”
Of course, the person who created such a spectacle still seems indifferent.
Still, with a merciless demeanor, just by demanding information about the “next target,” it was apparent.
[You should have a rough idea of the Immortal’s location, right? Where is it?]
“…”
Anyway.
When he heard that he should find the Immortal’s location using all available reconnaissance resources while he cleans up the chimeras, he thought he must have lost his mind.
The only thought he has when seeing that kind of appearance is that he did well to just comply obediently.
“It’s not far. Should we send reinforcements?”
There are still several unused cards.
Matop or adults, something like that.
[No. Save that until the very end. There must be a use for it.]
Still, this man is still cautious about something.
“…So, what about Beophwang?”
In response to the Viscount Vogart’s question, Dawud paused for a moment before answering with a bloody smile.
[He’s just a mid-boss anyway, that bastard.]
Before asking what a mid-boss is, Dawud spoke in a grumbling voice.
[You must have had a hard time since morning. How about having a meal?]
“…Sure?”
[I’ll kill you and come inside.]
“…”
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This is a fan art of Sun Gak-ja AI.