My Players Are So Fierce

The battle on the surface had already become so intense that even the usually fearless newbies were shouting about it, but the fight underground was no less strenuous.

Veylanther used Lady Spider’s Divine Arts on the surface, casting an invisible web of vast scope to confine the movement of the World Burning Demon Warriors, while underground, Murphy and his little players were facing more than just the demon warriors that were halted; a dozen Chaos eggs, previously constrained by Subspace Power, had also “hatched”.

Compared to the World Burning Demon Warriors, who at least took on a humanoid form, these hatched Chaos eggs were the epitome of “grow any old way”.

Being Chaos vanguards corrupted from the Wolf People, these creatures barely retained the “embryonic” features of the Wolf People, but they had lost all their fur, replaced with skin covered in festering scales, and their bodies were adorned with gaping mouths that ran through their flesh, akin to a Seven-Gilled Eel, and were a mental affliction.

Those claws were either multiplied or oddly developed into more appendages. One especially exaggerated individual not only had three extra claws but also bore two mouths, eight eyes, six tentacles like an Ancient God, and even a pair of uneven scorpion pincers.

This level of mutation was definitely not some “high-grade transformation” that just any Wolf Person could achieve. Subspace’s mutilation of flesh was also founded on what the subject could endure; in other words, to twist oneself into this shape signified that this individual was a master even before the transformation.

So Murphy, taking a moment during the control of the Omega purification program to kill a World Burning Demon Warrior, also cast Reconnaissance Magic on that creature:

Name: Child of Chaos · Mutated Wolf Person Individual [Manson·Bloodscar]

Template: Subspace Creature · Flesh Devourer

Biological Traits: Subspace Resistance · Flesh/Soul Distortion · Spirit Devouring · Divinely Bestowed Grotesque Form · High-Speed Regeneration · Minor Undeath · Mobile Shrine

Origin of Life: [The Master of Hunting]

Biological Information:

[“So, it turns out there weren’t just two evildoers behind that rift, there were three. See, even the Master of Hunting is restless and plans to descend with great power into the material world.

Looks like it is indeed about to awaken.

However, this divinely bestowed power form resembling an Ancient God… Um, should you meet it, could you ask if its home happens to be another dimension’s Lightless Sea?”]

“Oh, isn’t this Lord Manson? Finally seeing your Divine Spirit and getting bestowed with great power should be two joyous events, right? How did it turn into such a situation with you?”

Despite the critical situation, Murphy couldn’t help but laugh at Old Manson’s pitiful outcome.

This was certainly a mockery!

He shifted his target, wielding the Necessary Evil and the Solar Blade as he lunged at Old Manson, who had become a Flesh Devourer, all while burning him with Solar Fire and taunting:

“I guess doing too many evil deeds isn’t wise, right? It’s bad for your health!”

Although utterly twisted and unable to make any sound anymore, Old Manson’s obsession with taking down Murphy did not lessen in the slightest; instead, with the dark side of his soul completely unleashed, he became even more ferocious.

The two twisted mouths on its body moaned the cursed Language of Chaos, using various power organs obtained from its new body to launch vicious attacks on Murphy, and could even spit out filthy energy beams from its large mouth.

It was practically a humanoid demolition machine; in this form, Manson’s destructive power far exceeded that of an ordinary Golden One, but to no avail.

Dude, since you’ve used Subspace power, don’t blame the noble Administrator Alpha for beating you up. Murphy is, after all, the man with the unique “Subspace special attack” attributes!

“Puff”

In their first clash, the twisted Manson had one of its tentacles covered in suckers and bone spurs severed by Murphy.

Once severed, that thing exploded, splattering filthy corrosive fluid everywhere. Two small players who couldn’t dodge in time were caught in it, melting with agonizing screams almost instantly.

Damn, this ghastly thing truly was completely transformed into a biological weapon, with every part of its body carrying deadly poison.

And there were a whole ten more of these ferocious things in this underground area.

The good news is, the other Flesh Devourers were not as strong as Manson. The small players formed groups of ten, managing to hold on through Murphy’s purification halo and their various explosives, as well as crucial moments of light-consuming self-destruction.

But with good news comes bad news.

For instance, Murphy discovered that after these Chaos eggs hatched, the already closing Subspace rift started to show signs of tearing open again; turns out, these guys were “living human sacrifices”.

If we don’t kill you, sealing this Subspace rift today will be impossible, right?

“I need support.”

Murphy fought Old Manson back and forth with dual swords, but he knew that his persistence here couldn’t change the dire situation on the surface. Just those over forty World Burning Demon Warriors charging out could massacre their way from Baphomet Canyon straight to Transylvania, ruthlessly strangling every person they encountered.

A swift victory was necessary.

But calling Triss over now was clearly a risky move. The Mother of Midnight was waiting on the other side, and once Triss got close, that divine calamity would undoubtedly tear open the rift again at any cost.