Chapter 147

The main gun, which had been ready for a long time, roared in awe at that moment.

Despite the opponent's incredible speed, its single-line trajectory ensured that the shells hit the target almost without any mishaps.

"Main gun hit, target... not silenced!!"

The legion commander watched in horror as the bizarre four-legged monster charged straight at him, tearing through the dust raised by the cannonballs.

"Don't utter such obvious nonsense! Prepare for the next shot!"

The captain slammed his fist on the table and roared.

"Start the engine! Full speed ahead! Create distance from that monster, or we'll be smashed to pieces!"

He saw it in that very instant.

Through the binoculars, they saw the true face of the "monster".

Those are the Empire's high-speed warships.

But not entirely.

The warship was surrounded by a huge mass of flesh, around which grew four spider-like legs. It was these legs that lifted the high-speed warship to a speed on flat ground that no other warship in the Terra kingdoms could achieve.

The tumors looked as if they filled the interior of the warship, and... he could even vaguely see... structures resembling eyes and teeth covering the surface.

I don't know about other things, but if you just use that kind of speed to accelerate on the warships built by the Ursus Empire, just...

Even if it were to crash into you using only its outer shell, it would be a devastating blow.

"Report, we are about to cross that unidentified Crimson Swamp area--"

"Keep accelerating, there's no time to change direction! There's no time to think about anything else now, if we get caught up, we're finished! Is the main gun fully loaded?"

The captain's years of military experience allowed him to calmly issue reasonable orders, but then, in a daze, something seemed to come to mind again.

[Do not... go near... red.]

"Boom!!!!"

The main guns roared once more, a sound that seemed to belong to the Ursus Army Group. The whistling shells, accompanied by deafening roars and flashes of light, tore through the distance and the shockwaves, striking the four-legged warship with perfect accuracy.

The shell hit, and the dust it kicked up carried away the captain's thoughts.

The monster remained unharmed and showed no signs of slowing down.

Damn it.

"No time to turn around, just keep accelerating! Keep accelerating! Reload the next round, aim for the thing's feet!"

The captain roared, and the entire warship charged into the vast swamp formed by scarlet moss.

Rushing straight into the depths...

Until...

That warship was never seen again by the outside world.

The entire warship, along with its crew, vanished completely into the red ocean.

Chapter 105, Settlement

Record------

Given the rarity of this opportunity, the nutrient supplementation was specifically divided into two different scenarios to achieve a more efficient treatment method.

The first group of "ingredients" used a osmosis method to allow some of the parasites to enter the fuel supply section inside the warship. The large amount of high-concentration Originium fuel provided the parasites with ample nutrients, allowing them to grow rapidly.

Ultimately, it took thirty-five minutes and seven seconds to completely engulf all living units on the ship.

During this period, although the parasite that occupied the energy chamber began to multiply and assimilate rapidly, it failed to evolve a shell that was strong enough to withstand the resistance of the "food" due to a lack of time and experience.

The energy concentrators they used, constructed using Originium Arts, when combined among multiple "Warlock" units, unleashed enough energy to dissolve the tentacles that hadn't yet hardened.

Furthermore, their coordinated rotation makes it difficult to find loopholes in the proliferation sites.

Left with no other choice, they finally resorted to using "Hound" to break through their defenses.

... What a despicable act.

They even had to resort to the "Hound," an archetypal creature created by our Lord, to finally defeat its resistance.

Replicating a "Hound" is much more difficult than replicating other objects.

Perhaps because their appearance was personally designed and shaped, the production rate of Hound is extremely slow.

The parasite that occupied the warship could only produce seven Hound on average every five minutes.

However, its slow output rate yields relatively substantial returns.

Ultimately, only two of the seven Hound were used to completely shatter the defenses constructed by the "sorcerers."

The "Hound" born on the warships evolved autonomously in response to the situation.

They covered the sixth and fifth feet with a large amount of chitinous carapace, which, after reducing the contact area with flesh and blood, transformed into denser, more powerful, and explosive band-like muscles, giving them explosive power far exceeding that of ordinary organisms.

Meanwhile, a special structural transformation occurred within the claws, which serve as the primary means of attack.

Seemingly influenced by the Lord, rows of tiny, movable spikes appeared beneath the claws. Driven by special muscles at the front, these spikes could vibrate at a high speed at a frequency that was difficult to see with the naked eye.

This structure, in a sense, reduces defensive capabilities but gains greater destructive power in return.

According to their recollections, after the two "Hound" appeared on the battlefield, the "warlocks" were clearly unsure how to deal with this sudden and unfamiliar presence.

Their highly destructive "spells" are almost completely ineffective against these fast-moving units.

Once the Hound get close, their means of resistance are almost negligible.

The specially evolved claws can easily pierce through light outer armor, penetrate flesh, cut open internal organs, and sever the spine.

In summary, the arrival of the Hound ended the battle within five minutes, and the warlock troops who had gathered together to resist were completely slaughtered by the two Hound within five minutes.

Conclusions --

If there is a next time, when facing an enemy force operating in organized units of high-speed warships, the strategy remains unchanged until the fuel depot is captured and parasitized.

However, after occupying the compartment, try to maintain the warship's normal operation, while sending out some parasites to prioritize infecting "warlock" units.

The goal is to minimize the impact on the host within three hours of infection, and instead, after the parasites in the fuel tank have produced enough basic units, use the infected warlocks as incubators for "Hound".

Preliminary estimates suggest that this move could reduce the combat time from the original 35 minutes and 7 seconds to 7 minutes and 5 seconds.

Secondly, there is the second group of objects.

The group's total survival time after entering the "Crimson Land" was... 4 minutes and 28 seconds.

Undoubtedly, in mentioning

On the modified terrain, the God's Flesh were able to unleash even greater power, far surpassing its previous form in both speed and strength.

Record settlements and update response plans.

It can certainly be used next time.

In the darkness, the nun slowly opened her eyes and gave Dario a kind smile.

"Let's go, our friends have brought us plenty of gifts, now it's time to receive them."

"Were those two Ursus high-speed warships... destroyed?"

"Rout? That word means defeating and routing the enemy, right? I already said, this isn't even a battle, it's just an ordinary meal~"

Xiu Tina covered her mouth and smiled slightly.

"But if I had to say, I don't have a habit of wasting food."

"Yeah..."

Inside the mansion in Londinium.

Right now, in a comfortable room.

Eblana was pacing impatiently around the floor.

"What's going on... what's going on? It's been three days! Three days! Why hasn't this gang made a move against us yet? What are they trying to do?"

Chapter 106, Foster Father???

"Why? Why haven't they done anything yet? They've just kept us under house arrest in this room!"

Eblana leaned against the window, her mind racing, while she kept biting her thumbnail.

There is no doubt that they were being monitored in this building.

Whenever one of them left this floor, men in black suits would always approach Eblana at the stairwell and ask if she needed help.

It was as if their every move was under the control of these guys.

"Damn it, why haven't they taken us to see the Duke behind them yet? Didn't they already recognize us as Drak, not some ridiculous Vouivre?!"

She kicked the chair next to the bed in annoyance, the rough action revealing the girl's uneasy state of mind.

"... He won't take us to those dukes."

Just as Eblana was getting impatient, Loughshinny, who had been sitting in the corner chair, slowly spoke.

"Loughshinny, what did you just say?"

Hearing her sister's words, Eblana turned her head away in confusion, seemingly unable to believe her ears.

"There's nothing a gang can't get. If the information that they're hiding two Drak gets out, things will definitely not go well. In other words, we're a hot potato. What good would it do them to keep us here?"

"Could it be that these guys are planning to rely on a bunch of gangsters?"

"Are you kidding me?"

"No... How did you come to this conclusion, Loughshinny? Did you hear something?"

Realizing that her sister's words couldn't have been baseless, Eblana immediately stepped forward to ask her.

"... Because, that's what that man said himself..."

"Huh? Say that again—"

"Knock knock knock."

Just then, there was a knock on the door.

"Who?"

The girl Drak, cautiously approached the door and asked.

"It's me, Eblana."

Outside the door, the voice of the man who had led them out of the Earl's territory and into this building slowly drifted out.

"Norman Smith?"

She slowly recalled the other person's name and then asked.

"Yes, it's me."

After hesitating for a moment, she stepped forward and turned the doorknob.

A familiar face appeared outside the doorway. Eblana looked up at the man, who was a head taller than her, and asked.

"What's up?"

"I guess so. Is Loughshinny here?"

Upon hearing the other person's voice, Loughshinny suddenly ran to the corridor and saw her sister standing with that man in the hallway.

"... She's there."

Eblana looked at her younger sister with some confusion, wondering why she was being so proactive, but there seemed to be no room or need for her to lie at the moment.

"Really? I'm sorry to disturb your rest, but we have a rather important guest who needs to see you both."

"Guests? They want to see the two of us? Where are they?!"

Upon hearing this, Eblana's eyes suddenly widened.

Is it finally coming?

The guy behind them is really patient; he actually left them hanging for three days before finally showing up.

However, that's all for now.