Chapter 168: Red Carcosa

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.

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As the gruesome session continued, she sang her song.

"Along the shore the cloud waves break. The twin suns sink behind the lake. The shadows lengthen, in Carcosa~

"Strange is the night where black stars rise, and strange moons circle through the skies, but strange still is, Lost Carcosa~"

She tried her best to remember the continuation, the interpretation of her very culmination of the soul. After looking through her core while playing with the corpses of the damned, Cyanotype was afraid to alert the higher being within the poison that is Cassilda's Song.

Her tendrils began to pulsate in deep red. Deep to the shade where the song was kept. Not in agony, but in marmalade.

Amidst her fun, she created her own version of the continuation due to the corruption of her red madness.

Untied to the origin that she had led. Unknown to meaning, nor known to death. Her tendrils weaved the webbing, taking their last breath.

In Painful Carcosa.

"Fool and famished, flew to crumbs. Shattered glasses, tear their lungs. The devil chortled, in Carcosa~

"Their eyes saw the truth, yet the yellow unhung. The king needs the second plate, to his last deep red. Die thou, unsung, as blood unshed. Shall dry and die~

"In Red Carcosa."

The devil sang the song, permeating the whole area outside of Domeniul Ceresc. Meanwhile, 30 of the vile creatures began to chant an unknown rhythm into the darkness, crafting a portal with their gnarly liquid that may or may not be their blood.

'Holy Ouroboros!' thought the Ouroboros. 'They were more relentless than a honey badger! I've remembered every encounter and every person or gods that I might offend, but I never knew that I would be dealing with something like this.'

MF clapped her skeleton arms, unleashing a destructive shockwave across the battlefield. Each time a massacre occurred completely, the cycle of unrelenting swarms started anew but with a stronger pressure than the last.

They also became smarter and more frustrated. MF could feel the uneasiness within each and every soul that they reaped. The amount of 'faith of death' that she received also increased exponentially like in rabbit mating seasons.

MF leaped forward to the concentrated army. As she did so, numerous of those vile creatures were leaping to her path, as if they were trying to slow her down from going to the dense crowd.

The Pseudo-Angel only grinned slyly at their attempt, shrugging their effort by ignoring them and continued to smash down the huge crowd with her own body like a triangle formation of pins that got a perfect strike by the bowling ball.

'Tch, it seems like they've been predicting my speed.'

Turned out, those ugly humanoids were actually hiding a giant runic formation all along. Glowing brightly, carrying the hope of those god-forsaken creatures, it summoned a ruptured portal that would likely blow up any second due to its instability.

From the portal, a gigantic dragon head at the size of a cathedral was peeking into the new world. Soon after, it turned out to be one of the hands, as an even gigantic armored humanoid reached out to the sky, forcing the massive gap to open even wider just to let this behemoth pass through the portal.

'They really want to kill me this badly!'

It roared out a sky-rending fog that smelled extremely foul. It was gradient in red and dark, slowly dancing its color as they spread across the sky like a giant plague. Afraid of letting the catastrophic fog reach Domeniul Ceresc, MF swung one of her skeleton-hand wings to wipe out all of the residue.

Feeling annoyed by the behemoth action, MF leaped to the sky and used the dark seed of creation to create a weaker version of COPID7734 and yanked it to the gaping mouth of the monster's main head.

"As if I let you do that thing in front of me!"

Shifting into Anvriel's First Form was amplifying her physical performance by more than ten times. Together with the Herculean Divine Crystal on the back of her right hand, she could theoretically throw this gigantic behemoth somewhere far away from Domeniul Ceresc.

And that was what she did.

In just a millisecond, she had rushed to the belly of the behemoth with dragon heads on each hand.. Taking a huge breath, MF smashed her wings against the force beyond the sound barrier to unleash a dense propulsion forward, pushing herself and the behemoth while leaving a path of destruction in the surrounding kilometers.

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