86 Episode 11 "At the End of Mad Food".txt (1/2)

Nah, nah, .......

In a pool of his own blood, Marx saw what he saw.

It was the figure of a man who should have died in the trap.

The fact that Iori was standing in front of him meant that he had crossed that trap and broken through the Nine Headed Dragon (Hydra) type worm.

''What's the matter?　You look like you're looking at a ghost.

'Gu. Ah ....... Stupid, stupid ...... can't be.

Impossible, impossible.

That's what Marcus calls it, but the pain in the severed limb is real.

Iori looking down at Marcus, who is writhing in intense pain and smiling derisively, is not an illusion.

And to my horror, Iori was completely unharmed.

Beyond that many traps, she was not injured in any way.

''Ba, bait ......!''

Marx's instincts are screaming noisily for him to run.

It's not like the fear of death I felt from Leo.

A definite form of death was laughing in front of me.

”Hi.

I must escape.

He crawled on the ground like a caterpillar, trying to get back the way Marcus had come.

As soon as he turned around, he saw Leo lying in the doorway of his private room.

'Dis...... Frendaa......'

It had been a mistake to run away, after all.

Leo had wounds all over his body, and there was no way he could beat Marx.

(If only I hadn't run away from him, I wouldn't have suffered this wound: ......

Yes, by the time Marx regretted it, it was too late.

'You can crawl like a worm, but there's no way I'm letting you get away with it.

''Ah, gahhhhhh!

Immediately afterwards, a sword was thrust into the side of Marx, who was trying to escape.

The sensation of a cold foreign object entering his body made Marcus scream out.

Looking down at Marcus, who was crying out in intense pain, with a thin smile, Iori glanced at the end of the corridor.

'...... A little too much time was spent on ....... I didn't expect Leo to be here first.

''Bah, aaahhhhhh!''

Even while muttering, Iori continues to thrust the blade into Marcus' body.

Marcus screams out at the sensation of being stirred inside his body by the blade.

(Tasteless, bad, bad, bad, bad, bad, bad!)

The wounds he received from Leo and Kirie.

And with his limbs slashed off, the power of the Amatsu implanted in his body has begun to run amok.

If this continues, the worm inside his body will lose control and his body will be transformed.

All the flesh in his body will turn into worms and Marx will die.

”You know, you've got to be kidding me!

............

He turned what extra energy he had left over to the severed limb.

The wounds pulsed with a squishy pulse and rose significantly.

Slamming the worm growing on both legs to the floor, Marx jumped backwards.

'Guh!'

In the spur of the moment, the blade that had been stabbing him shredded his side, but he couldn't afford to worry about it.

Next, in place of both lost arms, he sprouted a worm as big as a nine-headed dragon (Hydra) shaped head.

''Ghosts!　Don't get in my way now, ah!

Two worms attacked Iori in an attempt to swallow her whole.

Iori must have been completely caught off guard after severing his limbs.

You can't duck the attack from close range ----

”Devil's Eye: Heavy Compression.”

The two worms never reached Iori and were crushed by gravity with a wet sound.

'Oh ...... is ......?'

Hmm. I checked carefully with my magic eye, but I didn't find any kind of magic item.

'Thank you. By the looks of it, it doesn't look like there's any more depth to it than this.

A girl appeared from behind Iori.

She has shiny silver hair that swings with magic and her eyes are dyed red.

It is the girl who was told by Ryusas that she is a demon.

You are ...... alive ......

You can't kill me, an ex-Demon King, with a simple trap like that.

Moto...... shall we?

I can't understand what the demon race in front of me is saying.

A former demon king?

I've only heard from Liuzas that they are just demons.

''What kind of ......

”I'm not going to have any more conversations with your little worm...

Na......

Marcus is stunned, but Iori is approaching him.

I want to get what I want as soon as possible.

Hi ....... Wait, wait, wait. ......

I've waited long enough. You've been doing this for 30 years, haven't you?

Laughing, Iori comes closer with each step.

Ever since I met her, Iori has been smiling happily.

Despite her expression, I can't feel any expression in her eyes.

It's not the eyes that look at a human being.

(Dying. I'm going to be killed. This me ......?　Dying ......?　(No way.)

Oh, but ......

Squishy, my body is stirring.

There are too many lost magic powers.

There is no more time to spare.

”Death, no ...... I will ......

I was finally assigned to the first team, and now I'm not.

I don't hold a woman long enough.

I still have some things I want to do.

And that's what happens when you're in the middle of nowhere, killed by a ghost from the past?

”I won't accept it!　I'm not the kind of person to die in this place!　There's no way I'm going to allow this to end like this!

Marx's abdomen wriggled and rose greatly.

What appeared was the oral cavity of a worm, with countless fangs growing out of it.

''Amaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!　Let me eat it! Feed me, feed me, feed me!

The mouth cavity opens wide and releases its power.

The ultimate power given to me by George and the others.

My heroic power!　The power of my heroes cannot be defeated by ghosts!　You guys just need to be my food!

【Hero Reproduction (The Wraith)】

Iori's mutterings have already failed to reach Marcus' ears.

As it is, I'm going to squeeze all the magic power out of these men and kill them.

With these guys' magic power and flesh, even if I can completely heal the damage they've received, I'll still be able to make change.

''Magic technique usurpation (spell dibaua) aaaaaa--!''

The wide open oral cavity of the mouth eats Iori's magic power.

The thick magic power, which has never been eaten before, flows into Marx's body.

Iori can't do anything about it, and is still being sucked by the magic power.

''Hahahahahaha!　What do you think?　Ah!　This is my power!

Absorbing all the magic power that can be taken away, Marcus laughs at it.

It's a good thing that you're able to take this much magic away, even if it's the ghost of a hero, it will dry up and become ----

Is that it?

--wasn't there.

Iori, clothed in a magical power that was probably dozens of times the amount Marx had taken away, stood there with an unconcerned expression.

''Ha, na, mental image, magic ......?''

At the same time as Marcus muttered in dismay about the identity of the magic power Iori is wearing.

''Well then, I'll have it back.'' -- ”Magic Skill Usurpation (Spel Divaur)”

At that moment, Marx's vision was covered by darkness.

His body temperature dropped and a freezing chill ran through his entire body.

The moment his vision returned to normal, the magic power was stripped from Marx's body by the roots.

''Ko, or .......''

The worms on both legs and the oral cavity he had created in his abdomen were falling to pieces.

The feeling of depletion, which has robbed them of their magic power, prevents them from even moving their bodies.

(Nah, what ...... this is. This is a magic technique usurpation?　(Oh, you call it the same magic?

It's not as if Marx and Iori's usurpation of magic techniques can't be compared to each other.

Iori, with a cold look on her face, looks down at Marx.

''d*mn it-o ...... I'm ...... still .........''

In the middle of the road, Marx scrambled to escape.

Why do I have to do this to myself?

It's funny, it's wrong.

It's all Leo and Killian's fault, too.

”I'm going to kill you ....... I'm going to kill you in a squishy ......!　f*ck that b*tc* to death: ......

There's still plenty of room for you, isn't there?

Iori slowly lifted up in front of Marcus, who was in a dazed state of consciousness and spouting hatred.

''I'm sorry for your joyful fantasies of killing and raping, but do you think you have a lifetime left to do such things?''

(,)

The lifted leg moved over Marcus' groin area.

Even my fuzzy mind could understand what Iori was trying to do.

Changing his hue of blood, Marx shouts.

'O...... hey!'

Don't worry. It's an unnecessary organ.

Wait, wait, wait, wait. ......

There was a cracking sound.

A stunned sound like an egg being crushed.

'Ew.'

Glynn and Marx's vision flipped over.

Blowing bubbles and spraying vomit, Marx's consciousness darkened.

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In the basement of the mansion, there are facilities for capturing sub-humans and playing (...).

Like the Colosseum, there is a space where you can enjoy looking down from on high to watch the sub-humans fight each other.

There is one Marcus lying there with his eyes white and unconscious.

Elfi and I were watching from the audience.

The place is in such bad taste it's hard to believe. It's an uncomfortably tasteless place, killing each other with a potion.

Looking at the Colosseum-shaped room, Elfi spits that out.

All the sub-humans who were made to fight here must have been kidnapped and brought here.

And they were treated like a spectacle in these basements, starting with the s*xual treatment.

'It's ...... and we're going to do the same thing. I'm going to let you experience for yourself what I've been doing.

As I was talking about it, there was movement downstairs.

'But ...... ah, d*mn.'

Marcus, who had passed out, woke up moaning.

Then he immediately felt the pain in his crushed groin and cried out loudly.

He was breathing shallowly like a dog, repeating his shallow breaths, feeling like he was going to vomit again and again.

Looking down at such a ridiculous figure, he called out to Marx.

'Are you awake?'

''......?!''

When I call out to him, Marcus, who has turned pale from the intense pain, turns to look at me with a guffaw.

It's a good thing that you're ...... going to ...... me ...... what you're going to do .......

Marx asked, looking terribly frightened.

'Don't worry. We won't mess with you.

...... Huh?

It wasn't long before Marx was about to ask us back.

''Gah!　Aaaaaaahhhh!

A gurgling, damp sound echoed through the Colosseum.

Changes were coming to Marcus' body as he rolled around like a caterpillar.

Flesh all over Marx's body wriggled and countless worms grew through his skin.

Unlike when he was making them himself, Marx seemed to be in extreme pain as the worms grew on their own.

That body is probably part of George and the others' research.

I'm going to be able to say that my magic sample and the cells of several demons are transplanted into the human body by applying homunculus technology.

It's a pseudo-usurperation of magical skills.

That's about it.

Considering the fact that Olga and the others were created, Marx is a failure.

In addition to being able to use a limited amount of power, his output is not even close to that of the real thing.

Furthermore, if the person himself is severely damaged and loses a large portion of his magic power, he will go out of control like that.

It can only be called a useless and failed product.

”Shut up ....... Shut it down eh.

The color of Marx's skin was slowly discoloring.

If left unchecked, Marx would have turned into a big worm in a few minutes.