Chapter 168 - Red Carcosa (1/2)

Foul stench, torn skin, and muddy flesh. They came in the form of an unknown energy assimilating to the surroundings. Scourged from numerous portals, they injected themselves into an inanimate object to take its property in the unbecoming material of their horrendous vessels.

From a blinking portal, they seeped themselves into a rock. The rock melted and produced strange colorful substances that built up instantaneously into an ugly humanoid form. Some of them came into the soil, some came into the fallen leaves, some took a scoop of water that was isolated from the nearby pond, and so on.

Those creatures were surging from their unknown world at a higher pace as the time went by, accumulating a whole battalion of toxic monstrosity that wilted naturally into kneeling and laid dim, eventually evaporating into a glowing green fume.

'What is their target!? It's good that they spawned far away from Domeniul Ceresc. Wait, is Domeniul Ceresc safe from them!?'

Cyanotype thought the same thing. Without any communication, the Occult Beast retracted all of its tentacles that she thrusted into the ground back to her sleeves and rushed to the Domeniul Ceresc.

Afraid that things will escalate terribly, MF took her Angel Form instanously.

Her whispery voice echoed, striking a deep fear upon those malevolent entities' psyche.

”I've seen many people have laid their corpses upon my name, my eyes, and my will. Foreigners! State your purpose before I introduced my scythe to reap this battlefield!”

Most of those ugly humanoids got rigid for a few seconds before continuing their pace, assimilating a part of their body onto weapons.

Whether it was spear, or sword and shield, they marched forward without the fear of death. Their souls were unconnected to each other from MF's eyes, so they were probably not a singular hivemind. Strangely, they behave as if they were one being.

Despite the sudden attack, it was a nice show off time for the Pseudo-Angel. MF had harvested 2,000 bits of 'faith of death' alone with her taunt.

”Out of all problems, you weaklings chose violence as the answer? Foolish trash! Violence isn't an answer! Violence is a question!” Condensing a dangerous singularity on her left palm, the Ouroboros exploded it, scattering a huge volume of highly flammable fog across the battlefield to a kilometer in just a matter of seconds. ”And the answer is yes.”

MF violently clenched her skeleton hands off her wings, resulting in a chain combustion from the flammable fog, erupting the battlefield.

Many of those ugly creatures had fallen, but some of the next batch of souls seeped into the carcass of their fallen comrade, relinquishing the mortal thirst for revenge and the pursuit of their goal.

Hundreds of them had been accumulating by now. While trying to control the numbers, MF manipulated the combat area to slowly shift away from Domeniul Ceresc.

This battle was far from over. Clearly, their objective was the Ouroboros. They bore a malicious intent so strong that Cyanotype was immediately notified of them from far away from Domeniul Ceresc. Few seconds later, another mark overlapped those foul creatures.

Some of them were pale to their death without being touched, limply kissed the ground without warning or sign except for the destruction of their soul. Some immediately combust into malicious particles, those particles seep and infect their comrades and so on.

'Ah, Ki is helping from afar I see.'

Meanwhile, just a few meters from the protective dome that concealed the whole Domeniul Ceresc. There were around twenty of those ugly creatures, some of them were even mounting a dragon-like Calamity of the A-rank threat.

They didn't communicate, nor show their emotion to the juggernaut of death that was reaping their comrade's respiratory along with their vessel.

”I wonder where they came from.” Cyanotype floated to the center of the monstrous masses, before stopping and slowly ascending to the sky. ”Tatara, tarara, sarara, karaka, tatara~!”

Cyanotype revealed her existence. Without knowing the key to enter the phase of immunity against her vile reality, her enemies were thrown into a state where everything that they perceive was warping, swirling, and conjoining into their mind.

The effect was differ from living being to living being, some were frozen in perpetual motion due to the overload of corruption, some saw their ally as their target and attacked them without the slightest hint that they were their kin.

Cyanotype impaled the Calamities mount one by one with her creeping tendrils that hid between the crevices of their shadows.

”Mmhh~?” Cyanotype grabbed one of them with the tentacles that came from her yellow raincoat sleeves. ”I sense a huge amount of disbelief, a strange remark upon the world, an enticing bargain, a whispery promise of glory, and faith! Fufufu, I wonder who's sent all of you here into my wonderful paradise~?”

With a sadistic grin, the Occult Beast mutilated and twisted the corpse she held with contentment.

By just exposing herself to the world, she had rendered those creatures powerless in front of her madness. There were still some of them that were alive, Cyanotype began to move onto the next one after the prey that she captured couldn't be played with anymore.