589. [STAGE 35] Lord of the Flies (5)
Kung, koo-goo… … .
The body of the Lord of the Flies was sucked into the city, creating a strong vibration as if it were an earthquake.
The overturned dirt and sand created a thick cloud of dust.
In the grayish-brown dust cloud spreading like fog, people sitting here and there stared blankly at their surroundings, unable to get out of shock.
and,
thud! thud! thud… … !
Hundreds of Lord of the Flies’ legs touched the ground in unison in the cloud of dust, slowly raising the collapsed giant.
“Whoa!”
“Hey… … !”
“He moves! Run away!”
Frightened people scattered like ants.
The already gigantic Lord of the Flies looked even bigger because only its silhouette was reflected in the dust clouds.
It looked even more grotesque when hundreds of legs that made up the silhouette moved at once.
Chow! Charleureuk!
Hundreds of legs move wildly, snatching up the unlucky ones who come within their range of motion.
People screamed as they were captured and dragged away.
“Quaaaaaa!”
“Save me, save me! I don’t want to die!”
“Chi, calm down! I heard that the Lord of the Flies only kidnaps but doesn’t kill right away!”
A soldier based on the information he had heard so far shouted. A faint hope flashed across the faces of those who heard those words.
“I-really?!”
“okay! In fact, the prince has already rescued several people! So let’s keep calm too. Why, even if you get bitten into a tiger’s den, you live as long as you wake up… … .”
but,
Kwakdeuk-
“uh? uh huh uh uh uh?”
The strength in Paris’ legs jumped up, and the soldier who told the information raised his body high – then slammed him to the floor.
Pooh-!
The bloodied soldier died instantly.
The blood drained from the faces of the other captives.
“What, what… … .”
“Knapped, kidnapped… … He said he didn’t kill me right away… … what is this… … ?”
The reason Lord of the Flies kidnapped the victims instead of immediately killing them is simple.
‘Sacrifice’, the ability obtained by merging with the demonic Imp.
In order to use this ability to take away the power of the victim, a series of rituals are required to offer sacrifices to the ‘altar’ that were captured as ‘living sacrifices’.
So instead of killing the victims, they paralyzed them, kidnapped them into a hatchery that functioned as an altar, and ate them there.
But now the hatchery has been destroyed, and there are not enough maggots to feed on the victims.
It cannot be absorbed as a ‘offering’. That’s why there’s no need to keep people alive.
Just tearing it to death is enough… … !
Booooooo-!
hooked! Pooh! Quad Deuk-!
The Lord of the Flies roared and killed those who came within the range of its legs.
An unprecedented situation in which the entire southern wall of the Crossroad collapsed. It was a difficult situation for even veteran heroes and soldiers to come to their senses, and the damage quickly increased.
“Back off-!”
“Retreat from Lord of the Flies’ attack range!”
When the soldiers managed to withdraw from the Lord of the Flies, it was already after hundreds of corpses had piled up around them.
So when the human armies retreated,
Koo goong, coo goo goong… … .
The Lord of the Flies moves his hundreds of legs in perfect order, and slowly rises from the dust cloud… … Like a person ‘sat down’.
The soldiers subconsciously thought that this series of figures resembled a human waving his hand away from a fly on a chair before taking a seat.
chuck-
The Lord of the Flies sits cross-legged as if he were meditating, and the rest of his legs are joined together in front of his chest.
followed by a roar.
boo oo oh oh… … !
With the roar, the dust cloud spread wide and round. The cry was so deep and soaring that it crossed the Crossroads and spread throughout the southern part of the continent.
And everywhere that cry reached.
Whoops!
Boo woo woo!
From tiny flies to giant flies living in the wild. All of the species called Paris who lived in this world.
They flew in flocks and started pouring towards the Lord of the Flies.
“This, this… … .”
“What is this… … ?!”
The soldiers groaned in bewilderment.
Paris is everywhere in the world.
Besides, the season is late summer. Hot weather infested with flies.
Not only in the city, but everywhere in the mountains, streams, and vegetation… … The flies and maggots that were called by the great king poured out and began to fly and crawl towards the great king of flies.
The human soldiers just watched this grotesque scene of flies filling the sky and not knowing what to do.
***
《…….》
In the psyche of the collective consciousness of the flies, the old fly was calmly immersed in meditation.
‘The war situation is not good.’
The old fly looked at the situation dispassionately.
Most of the eggs were destroyed, and the hatchery was destroyed. The wings were burned, and the Lord of the Flies himself did not have much magical power left.
It was good to take away human technology, but human technology is to demonstrate efficiency within the human system.
Continuing to use the body of a fly as a human barrier and pour out human magic, mana consumption was intense.
But, it’s okay.
There are kin everywhere that can be used as parts of him.
‘Conscripted.’
He made his presence known to his people as widely and as clearly as possible.
‘Gather, my fellow countrymen.’
Booooooooo-!
All flies that once heard this voice were forcibly assigned to the collective consciousness.
The Lord of the Flies was a great ancestor revived from ancient times and was the tribal god of the flies. There was no one in Paris who could refuse this conscription order.
‘I commandeer the spirits and flesh of all my fellow countrymen living in this world.’
The order was coercive, merciless, and relentless.
Woo woo woo!
The conscripted flies used their souls and bodies to repair the Lord of the Flies’ wounds, and also began to pile eggs in an empty hatchery.
The flies, who lived separate lives, far from being a colony, sacrificed their lives to maintain the system called Lord of the Flies in an orderly manner, as if it had been like that from the beginning.
Of course, not all flies listened. As always, there were rebels.
And all those flies,
Kwadeuk!
After his soul was caught by an old fly in the mental world, his head was eaten.
《You don’t make mistakes twice》
The old fly growled as it tore off the head of its kin and swallowed it.
In a previous life, the Lord of the Flies shared all his wisdom with all his members. He was meant to think together and move forward together.
However, as a result, the subordinate flies rebelled.
After repeated evolution, the overly intelligent flies no longer moved for the community, and split apart, arguing for their own interests.
The empire of the Lord of the Flies was torn to shreds, and the flies repeated a series of disorganized infighting, eventually destroying themselves.
So – changed this time.
As soon as it was given a second life, the old fly purged all the flies that rebelled against it.
They ripped off their heads and swallowed them all, leaving only empty shells that moved as instructed.
Wisdom monopolized, evolution screened. He held and shook his race itself, the fly, under his grasp.
‘Die for our people.’
Now all the flies under his umbrella moved without any resistance to his commands.
‘For me, die!’
widely-
The old fly landed on the scepter that had been rolling on the floor.
To open the future of the species called flies.
To make this world a true paradise.
It’s just going with the inevitable sacrifice. Both himself and the race of flies… … .
《If I can save my species, I will gladly fall into hell.》
The whole body of the Lord of the Flies, which was smashed in the process of the fall, gradually began to recover.
Step by step, the newly supplied flies filled in the broken bones and healed the wounds. The burned wings also slowly began to regenerate.
Human response is still too late.
The soldiers hurriedly rushed and surrounded the Lord of the Flies again, covered in dust from the collapse of the castle walls.
However, its formation was shallow, and its level of equipment was incomparable to that on the walls.
The old fly smiled leisurely and looked around.
It took quite a bit of effort and fought well, but in the end, humans are just a collection of individuals with free will, no matter how well they unite.
The will cannot be wholly one.
It is impossible for all races to overcome the fly, their own race, perfectly united under the will of a single being.
《……?》
It was then.
“What, again… … .》
In the stomach, which must have digested all the seeds of discord,
The monster felt a vague foreign body.
The old fly looked down at her stomach incredulously.
What do you mean, this sensation?
This bit of anxiety… … ?
***
“What is that, crazy… … .”
The city center a little away from the main body of Lord of the Flies. In front of the manor house yard.
At Lucas’s instruction, the magicians who had been waiting with the Parisian gangsters replicating the White Night hesitantly retreated.
Boooung-
boo woo woo woo-
It seems that flies are pouring in from all over the world.
Responding to the call of the Lord of the Flies, flies of the present world flocked towards the Lord of the Flies, filling the sky black.
In front of this vicious and end-of-the-century scene, the wizards looked around blankly, not knowing what to do.
It was then.
Jiing!
Gying!
The eyes of the Jiangshi flies lying in the courtyard of the manor house, waiting as if they were dead, all at once lit up, and all at once moved their wings and rose into the air.
The wizards were frightened.
“what?! Who finished the Jiangshi witchcraft?!”
“Oh, no one did! The Jiangshi do whatever they want… … !”
“Stop! We have to stop right now! Force all work to stop!”
“Oh no! Unstoppable! They are no longer listening to our orders… … !”
Boo Woo-
Dozens of Jiangshi flies flew up in formation in the air and shot at the wizards.
“Aaaagh!”
“Save people!”
The wizards screamed as they rolled on the floor, but they were not the target of the Jiangshi flies’ attack from the beginning.
It was a magical mechanical device containing the original Midnight Sun.
Pachichichik-
pop!
Mechanisms that had been hacked up by flies shattered and exploded.
After killing the existence that could be called their original, dozens of Jiangshi flies floated into the air.
And, like other flies, it crossed the sky in an orderly manner and flew towards the Lord of the Flies.
“…….”
The wizards stared blankly as they walked away.
***
The Collective Spiritual World of Lord of the Flies. somewhere in it
《He digested me… … ? Haha, don’t be funny,”
With only the upper body, one arm, and half of the head remaining, Baekya crawled on the floor.
“I am the Grand Emperor of Magic, the Grand Emperor of Magic… … Do you think you’re going to get hit by something like a fly? … .》
Though his mind was torn apart by the old fly and then swallowed by it.
At the bottom of this mental world, which is supposed to be inside his stomach, he was able to find his torn self, heal it, and put it together, and the midnight sun was able to regain this much form.
And even in this situation, the midnight sun was trying to counterattack.
‘Ash’s subordinate knight… … That blonde son of a bitch was ready to clone me further.’
I noticed that much earlier. She was quite ready to shoot herself like clone ammunition.
If so, I will use it.
Even if he poured all of his cloned consciousness into this Lord of the Flies, he would eventually seize control of the Lord of the Flies.
《If I could take control of the Lord of the Flies by any means, rather than being defeated and eaten forever by a fly like this… … .》
If only he could find an opportunity to counterattack and get revenge on Ash for pushing him into this hell.
What can’t you do? It’s a fight with nothing more to lose anyway.
So, when the Lord of the Flies delivered the conscription order to all the flies in the area, the Midnight Sun also sent a signal of its own.
With a unique wavelength that only you can sense… … .
If the blonde knight son of a bitch had properly prepared more clones of himself, it would have worked. Others will invade this place.
All that remains is to wait for the right time to strike back.
“Anyway, where is this place… … ?》
White Night raised her head and looked around.
The bottom of the Lord of the Flies collective ceremony was dark. It couldn’t smell like anything, but it felt like there was a damp, disgusting, unpleasant air.
It was the time when the Midnight Sun thought to herself that if only this monster’s control was taken away, it would be a collective ritual, and it would burn it completely.
《Where would you be?》
suddenly.
From the bottom of this, someone’s voice was heard.
《This is a place where the ‘dregs’ that the old fly eats and digests are gathered and piled up.》
The frightened white night glanced back at him.
In a dark, bloody place… … I saw the shape of something.
《The floor below the consciousness, the real sinister inside is pooling… … You could also call it a deep consciousness.”
It was a throne.
Made from the heads of flies eaten by old flies.
A skeleton throne built only with devoured heads.
There, a certain being sitting there like a king was muttering in a serious voice that contradicted the light tone.
《I simply call it a sedimentary site.》
There is no saliva to swallow, but Baekya, pretending to swallow dry saliva without knowing it, asked in a trembling voice.
“you… … who is this? what are you?
《… … well. I forgot something like a name. Because that doesn’t matter anymore.”
The being narrowly opened its eyes.
《However, there is something I remember clearly.》
Above the head of the being who slowly rose from the throne, a huge horn sprang out dazzling darkness.
《What should I destroy.》
The being laughed.
“And, who should I kill?”
