Chapter 27—Lost world!
’No...’ Slime#47 screamed internally as his body refused to listen.
Whoosh! One of his tentacles shot forward and—Puk!—pierced straight through Elder Slime’s core.
Whoosh!—Whoosh!
His tentacles moved on their own and—Puk!—Puk!—stabbed through the slimes one after another.
’Damn it...’ he screamed as his vision dimmed. Before blacking out, he saw Mama Slime die—one of his tentacles stabbing straight into her core.
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’Where... am I?’ he muttered. "The black void again?" His core burned in pain, and his whole body felt... wrong. He felt elongated—and he had many limbs. ’What...I have hands?’
He snapped his eyes open—"What?... No, no... what happenedto the world?" he screamed in fear. His whole body started sweating red liquid on its own.
The sky was smothered in pitch-white webs—only a few gaps showed real darkness—and hundredsof female-headed spiders hung from them.
’No... no... this turned into a horror movie,’ he thought, afraid, his jelly body trembled. His core thumped—bam-bam—pure fear pounding through him.
He felt like his core would jump out of his body.
The spiders hanging overhead resembled the black sun he saw every day. The black sun eldritch always covered her body with magic and hid her head with her hair, so it looked like a literal black sun. But this time, all the spiders were openly visible, with their female heads and spider bodies.
’What kind of spider abomination is this...’ He shuddered as all eight eyes of some of the spiders stared at him.
He looked down—and froze. A shining white sword was stabbed straight through his core. He had hundreds of tentacles—and his body was a massive ten-meter-tall crimson monster.
’What?’ he jolted—Wob!—as brown eyesslowly opened all over the grey ground. The land was crackedopen everywhere—and inside those cracks was a yellow, bubbling liquid. Pieces of countless creatures floated inside it.
’No... what the hell happened to this world?!’ he screamed inside. The ground was covered in brown eyes, each eye spaced a meter apart.
Wob!—Wob!—He bounced up to see the ground clearly. ’None... none at all...’ he muttered in panic—there wasn’t a single patch of land without an eye staring back.
’Calm down... calm down...’ He patted himself with trembling palms—each larger than a meter—and shouted, "Status."
[ Ding! Your core is shattered! ]
[ Ding! Your eldritch power is keeping you alive forcefully! ]
[ Estimated to die in ten minutes! ]
’I see... that’s why my core feels like it’s burning,’ he muttered.
Puk!—He pulled out the sword from his core. He’d only regained consciousness because he was close to dying.
His palms burned as he touched the sword!
[ Ding! Holy force is wiping out the eldritch aura! ]
He held the sword despite the pain. He didn’t want to stay in a world conquered by eldritch creatures—he wanted to get outquickly.
[ Status
Name: Silva {Given by the unholy moon god}
Titles: Tenth Commander of Unholy Moon God {Rare}, Unholy Moon God’s Eternal Slave {Rare}, Race Annihilator {Uncommon}, Slime Abomination {Rare}
Class: Fire Master {Rare}
Race: Tentacle Unholy Slime {Rare}
Power: Tier 3
Level: 141 ]
’Whoa... so many insane titles... and this power...’ he muttered, stunned. He didn’t open the skills. ’I don’t want to see those skills bestowed by... master... what the actual... damn.’ He wanted to scold the unholy eldritch, but—’Master... why can’t I...’
"Damn it... I cannot harm master..." he muttered as his vision reddened. ’Damn you all...’ he roared internally and—Whoosh!—pierced himself with the holy light sword, slicing a piece off.
Whoosh!
Whoosh!—He kept piercing and slicing himself with the sword.
[ Ding! Your eldritch aura is decreasing! ]
[ Ding! Your eldritch aura is decreasing! ]
[ Ding! Your eldritch aura is decreasing! ]
[ Ding! Your eldritch aura is decreasing! ]
[ Ding! Your eldritch aura is decreasing! ]
"Cough!"—He heard someonegroaning in pain. Throwing the sword aside, he turned toward the sound—’There’s no one...?’ He was puzzled, then noticed a hand in the yellowish liquid clinging to the edge of land in a large crack.
Wob!—He bounced toward the hand and found a beautiful woman hanging on to her life. The liquid in the crack emitted bubbles and gas—Gzz!
’This liquid is dangerous...’ He moved back, sensing the threat.
"Help..." the woman said with a groan.
Her left arm was cut off; with just her right, she clung to life.
Whoosh!—He pulled her up with a tentacle.
Cough!—She spat blood into the air, barely hanging on.
Finally, he got a good look at her. She was blonde, but her hair was unkempt and piled with dust. She wore white armor—cracked and broken in many places—with a gaping hole in her stomach, visible through.
She was porcelain white, her face perfect, all curves at the right places—but it was a pity there was a hole through her.
’She’s... insanely beautiful...’ Even as a slime, his human memories made him rank her above every beauty he’d ever seen.
He placed her on the ground and asked solemnly, "What happened to the world?"
"Cough!—Hhahaha..." She laughed, glancing at the slime with her purple eyes. She howled, "We lost. Humans and all beings lost... Dragons and heroes, saints waged a final war against those unholy creatures—but we were utterly weak."
"Lost..." Slime#47’s mouth twitched.
"Chosen... one..." she whispered, staring right at him, making him shake.
’Wh-what... chosen one?’ he stammered, trying to play dumb. "You cannot call anyone chosen one..."
"Hahaha—cough! Humans made a heavy mistake... Child, I know who you are... The power of his runs within you... Next time, remember... Hero King Samuel ... he has to die..." she growled, hatred burning in her eyes.
"Who are you?" Slime#47 asked, shocked. ’She definitely sensed the power of the time loop.’
"I am... I—one of those who lost... the Saint King Haruka... Cough!" she introduced herself with a lost smile while coughing blood.
Slime#47 glanced deeply at her.
"I can sense his power... because I also... his saintess..." She said with difficulty under his keen gaze.
"So... Hero King Samuel... I will remember him," He nodded under Haruka’s hopeful eyes.
"Here..." She pointed her right arm at him and—Whoosh!—shot a small orb of condensed golden light at him.
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