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.

　--Of course, that would be boring on its own.

　The worms that had sprung up all leaned on their sickle necks at once.
　The circular mouth, with fangs peeking out, is pointed at Marcus.

"Ga...... goo. ...... ah?

　Immediately after - the worms began to bite at Marx all at once.

"Gee, ahhhhh!

　A series of buzzing sounds of flesh being bitten off.
　It is a very good idea to be able to have a good time with your friends.

It's not a good idea.　It's a good thing that you're not going to be able to get your hands on any of these things.

　Marx, being devoured by the worm, didn't seem to be able to keep up with the situation.

'I told you.　We're not going to hurt you. We're done with the preparations long ago.

　At my words, Marx huffs and puffs.

It's not ....... No way, you .......

　From my pocket, I took an empty, spent bottle and showed it to Marx.
　One of the illegal drugs in storage.
　It's a 'starvation drug' that induces an intense feeling of hunger and appetite in the person who takes it.

I drugged them while you were sleeping in your stupor. Your worms must be hungry.
Nah, nah, .......
But there's no one here but you. There's nothing to eat.
----

　Plastering despair on his face, Marx's eyes widen.

'Then who the hell is it that the worm eats?' -- with a little thought, you'll find out, won't you?
'Ahh ...... ahhhhh!'

　Marx's exclamation echoes through the room.
　Yes, I don't have to do anything.

'-you'll just get eaten to death on your own.

　Even when the worm devours his entire body, Marcus, who has no limbs, can't resist.
　All he can do is cry out and roll around like a worm.

　Oh, no.
　There was one thing I could do.
　It's about time the drug started to take effect on Marcus.

"Those worms are eating you because they're hungry. So you, the main body, should get a belly full." "Huh. ...... Huh.
'I mean, you can eat the worm (・・・・・・) too (・・・・・・)'

　In response to my kind advice, Marx exclaimed, "Don't be silly.
　I didn't think you could eat this stuff.
　I didn't know you could still afford to say that while being devoured by a worm.

　Marx refused, but it would be too easy to just get eaten by the worm and die.
　I'm not going to kill him that easily.

　So I showed the empty bottle to Marx again and said.

I showed him the empty bottle and said, "It's okay." I didn't give the 'starvation potion' to the worms just to feed you to them."
Ah ...... ah!
I didn't even have to drink (・・・・・・・・) to get you to eat the worm (・・・・・・・).

　At my words, Marx's face changed from pale to earthy brown.

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Haha. ......

　Then, a few minutes later.
　There was Marx, who was himself eating a worm while the worm was eating his body.

"Huh. ...... fugghhhh.

　The sound of gurgling and chewing echoes through the air.
　With tears streaming down his face and spitting up the green liquid over and over again, Marx continues to eat the worm incessantly.
　Marx himself must be suffering from an unbearable hunger at the moment.

　But the worm was eating faster than Marx.
　By the time Marx finished eating the fourth worm, the worm had shaved off enough flesh to expose Marx's bones.

''Gahhhh!　Fuuuuuuuuuuut!
What's the matter? We'll get eaten alive if we don't do something about it.
Get down and get down.

　Marx pleads with me as he spits out a piece of meat.

'Bad, bad, bad ....... Ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch! It's already goooooooooooooooooooooooood!

　Because of the intense pain, the speed of Marx's worm bite has slowed down.
　I'm sure it's about time.

I'm not going to be able to get rid of it. Please put me out of my misery!
...... Yeah, I've got just the thing. It'll help you heal your wounds.

　Then he took some bottles out of the pouch.
　There is a blood-red liquid in them.
　Naturally, this is also the drug I took with my "starvation pills".

Hurry!　Hayagudazuge oooh!

　He opened the bottle and sprinkled the red liquid on Marx who was writhing below.
　As the liquid soaked into Marcus' wounded flesh, the flesh regenerated in an instant.
　The sensation of the wound healing made Marcus feel at ease, if only for a moment.

　Immediately afterwards, the worm bit into the healed wounds again.

''Ah, aaaaahhhhhh!

　At that moment, a scream that was incomparable to the one before it rang out.

''Ahhhhhh?　Why, what is that?!

　He rolled around on the ground and the healed part rubbed against the floor.
　With that alone, Marcus vomited from the intense pain.
　His eyes went white, he was jittery and convulsed and lost consciousness.
　And soon, the worm eats his flesh and he wakes up screaming in pain.

'No way, no way!　That's it. That's it!　Is that a godd*mn drop?
That's right.

　The red liquid you poured on Marcus.
　It's a drug called "God's Drop", the same as the one used for subhuman women.
　I'm sure you'll be able to find out more about it.
　One of them is the sensitization of the nerves.
　Marcus' nerves are so acute now that even the slightest splash of water can cause him to faint.
　I wonder how much pain it would cause him if his flesh was shredded in such a state?

Abba, ba.

　Again, Marx blows a bubble and passes out.
　Marx would blow bubbles and pass out, but the worm would soon bite off his flesh and wake him up in extreme pain.
　Repeating this over and over again, crying out in pain, Marx began to eat the worm again.

'Aagh!　I don't like this anymore!　I don't like this anymore.

　But soon Marx began to cry.

'I'm sorry ......!　I'm sorry!　Shut up and go!

　I was mute, and Marx was pleading with me desperately.

'Ka, he wanted money!　George and the others told me that if I take the magic granting items (magic items) that are supposed to reach Amatsu, they will buy them for a high price!　It was an accident!

　In his caterpillar-like state, Marx rubbed his head on the ground as if he was on his knees.

The first thing you need to do is to go to ...... giiiiiiiiiit. Ah, ah, the money you got in that time period, I'll pay you back several times over!　I'll provide any kind of magical gift!　We'll release any sub-humans we catch, and if you want, we'll be sub-human pandering!　If Wataji can get around to it, we can treat the sub-humans in the city better!　Heh, we can ...... in peace!

　I'm sure he's thinking hard about what I can say to help him.
"We can do it in peace." Okay.
　"That sounds like a tempting offer for a heroic Amatsu.

"If I cut that worm off entirely, you may live.

　Marx's face lit up.

"If you use an ordinary potion, the wounds will be able to heal." The 'starvation potion' will probably wear off after enduring it for a while, and the 'God's Drop' shouldn't leave any aftereffects if you use it once."
Okay, then: ......

　Marcus has a look of anticipation on his face.
　I throw God's Drop at its head.
　The wound heals in the blink of an eye, and then the worms eat Marx's flesh again.

"Gogaaaaaaaahhhh?
"There's no way I'm going to help you.

　How can someone who has turned so much malice on us and tried to kill us think that they can help us?
　Really, I don't understand.

"I am here for revenge. You know what revenge is, don't you?　It's just like you said yourself earlier. You betrayed me for your own good.
How dare you?　But I'm also an embezzler of magical artifacts!　Yes, but only one of them!　I don't cheat on my hands!　I'm not doing this in a big hurry!

　It's a heartfelt and funny argument.
The 'substitution protection' and 'God's Protection Here (Wall of Sanctuary)'.
　If those magic power granting items had reached me, the outcome would have been different back then.

''You haven't done anything that would have gotten you to this point?　I did, and you did. You put my death in the balance for your own greed. That's all that matters. It doesn't matter if you had a direct hand in it or not.

　Without a single omission, without any compromise.
　I have sworn to take revenge on you all.

"Gu ...... is ah!　is ...... oh, it's too much!　And yet you're a hero!
Don't you know that?　"Heroic Amatsu" is dead. You see, you guys killed him. The ones here are just ghosts that have come back to take revenge on you.
'Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, no!　I don't want to die, I don't want to die, I don't want to eat anymore, ubu, dazed eeeeeeeeeeee!

　Like a spoiled child, Marx yells out.

'Forgive me, forgive me!　Please, let me loose!

　The reply to those words is simple.

"-- forgive me (...) or not (...) I'll decide (・・・・・・) (・・・・・).

　I laughed at Marcus and said, "I'll never forgive you.

"I'll never forgive you,

　The look on Marx's face as he told him this.
　Intense pain, hunger, fear of death, despair at the betrayal of hope.
　The look of deep regret for his actions, knowing that his death is inevitable.

　And I wish I hadn't done that.
　I'm taking my revenge to see her cry out and apologize from the bottom of her heart.

'Who!　Don't shake me!　No one cares!

　He's given up on asking me for help.
　Marcus started asking for help from someone else.

"Who's not here?　Liuzas!　Lord Ryusas!　Ahhhhhh, Kirie!　I don't care if it's Disfrender!　Whoaaaaaaaaaah!

　No help is on the way.
　I took care of most of your men, and I stunned most of the rest of them and rolled them over.
　Liuzas is not the kind of man who comes to your aid.
　When it comes to Killier and Leo, I can't help but laugh at the nerve of being able to ask those two for help.

　After shouting for a while, they must have realized that no one is coming to help them.

''Niigu ......!　I've got to eat. Meat, meat, meat. Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.　

　With a buzz, Marx ate the worm without a care in the world.
　He ate, and ate, and ate, and ate, and ate, and ate.

'Buh, ah, ...... is ah!'

　No matter how much he eats, it won't cure Marx's hunger.
　I've given him that much starvation medicine.

"Geez. ......

　Then Marcus continued to eat.
　Every time he couldn't move, the god's drops would heal his body and he would continue to eat again.　
　Perhaps because he had eaten an amount of worms beyond the limit, Marx's abdomen was ripped open and worm flesh was protruding from inside.

'Hagh ...... ugh, huff, huff.

　Still, Marx won't stop eating.　
　He can't stop.
　So when Marcus starts to get weak again, I'll pour a godd*mn drop on him.

"Ah ...... ah.
'Don't worry about it. There's still plenty of God's drops to go around.

　When I smiled at him, Marcus began to scream out loud, probably because he was so impressed.

'Ah...... ah. Ahhhhhh!　No! Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa--!

　And again.
　Only the squishy, chewing sound continued to echo.

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　A few minutes later.

　The chewing sounds had already stopped.
　I could no longer hear Marx's screams.
　Only the sound of something thrashing around is heard.

...... ...

　Only a large amount of blood remains where Marx had been.
　That man was nowhere to be found.
　All that was left was the last surviving worm.

　Down below the bleachers, I looked down at the worm.
　The last worm shuddered like a fish washed ashore.
　I lifted my jade sword and swung it at the worm.

''---- giggles.''

　A small demise.
　It was severed, and the worm died in a daze.


　Seeing that, he couldn't help but mutter.



''--It's ugly.''