Episode V: The Whale Strikes Back

Episode V: The Whale Strikes Back

It is a dark time for the

Dungeon Core. Although one Damnablo

has been destroyed,

A demon whale have driven

its fat butt from their resting

place and pursued it across

the wasteland.

Evading the dreaded World

Bosses, a group of freedom

fighters led by Garfield Babbage

has established a very open

base on the remote wasteland

of mid-west America.

The evil whale Wobby Dick,

obsessed with ...

(whatever demon whales obssess over), was dispatched

with a batallion of demon giraffes and some Damnablos

to dispatch the annoying Spider Mecha....

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Now, I didn't do Wobby Dick any flattery. Heh, flattery. The whales at first looked like normal whales, you know, except for the whole chilling on the ground and not in the water thing but when it took off, I could see what it had of demonic. Its skin cracked and it seemed to be venting a lot of steam out of those cracks. And underneath it, I saw some... dangly things. Now, I know whales are mammals and mammals usually have... mammal stuff going on, especially the females. I wouldn't call these dangly things underneath the Wobby Dicks mammal stuff that female mammals usually have, especially when they were shriveled and very, very dangly, but dang. Don't these damned dangly things look like mammal-exclusive things? So, enough nightmare fuel. Perhaps I was too on the money calling them Wobby Dick. And now I couldn't un-see them.Updated from novelbIn.(c)om

Anyway, where was I? Dangly bits? What dangly bits. Oh, yes. Overpower those shields. Let's do it.

Hugging Momma fired three dozen 60kW lasers at the whale from above. The dirigible Dungeon splinter only had energy weapons, which was a mistake. I could Replicate stuff up there anytime I wanted. I just couldn't recharge the DCSC but it had more than two years of juice still. Disconnecting due to interference was a much bigger risk than running out of upkeep. I started Replicating some railguns inside the dirigible's basket with whatever free Materialization bandwidth I had.

Fuck. As I moved away from it, I lost "sight". The weapons kept firing, burning the whale's corpse and popping eggs. More holes in reality sucked light and even the railgun shells into the void.

Some eggs hatched. Black Flies the size of a person's head zipped out of the Wobby Dick's corpse, disintegrating everything in its path. The lasers did very little damage as the flies' bodies sucked in the light. When they died, a mini vortex about a yard in diameter opened up and sucked in a huge gulp of air. Bricks Windows PD weapons started shooting at the flies.

More of them hatched and flew out of the whale's corpse. I fired a dozen shrapnel anti-bird missiles. Then Replicated more in the silos and fired those too. The flies went toward the city as a swarm. I alerted Marshall. Running in reverse (the spider shape had the same speed in whatever direction I went), Bricks Windows fired all the guns at the fly swarm but the damn buggers were tough. Their void aura just nullified the attacks until it was overwhelmed. The micro-rift explosions didn't do shit to other flies. They just flew past the spherical vortices as if they didn't exist.

Hundreds of thousands of flies hatched every second. The whale's corpse was now pockmarked with huge holes like the terrain after a good multiplayer game of Worms. The guns on the second wall started firing. The missiles reached the front of the swarm and exploded, sending a shower of shrapnel. all around. Very few flies died. The vortices created by those in front protected the ones at the back.

Once a vortex bloomed, it was useless to keep firing at that location. That meant the death of the wave of the head shielded the flies coming from behind until they were past the wall of vortices and then exploded themselves. But the cloud kept moving inexorably.

At least Bricks Windows was faster. I would reach the outer walls several minutes before the swarm. The second salvo of missiles was launched. I primed them to detonate above the head of the swarm.

Also... Why wasn't I getting kill notifications from the dead flies? I understood not gaining Experience, but why not the kills?

On a whim, I used Daydream. I had been fighting outside the walls for more than a day.

Summons are considered part of the summoner's abilities and don't count as individual kills regarding Experience awards. Spawned creatures are not summons.

Ah. So that's why this Daydream thing was set up the way it was. Smart move, Gray alien.

Fuck. So the whale summons these flies upon death. That's what it did and why they had to escort the whale closer to the city.

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I notice that impactor projectiles worked better than the energy weapons. Railgun shells were too expensive. I selected my library of weapon schematics. Yes, that would do. I didn't need range, accuracy, or penetrating power.

I absorbed the Gauss cannons on top of Bricks Windows and Replicated dozens of GE Vulcan Gatling Autocannons. The back of Bricks Windows looked like a hairy spider, with that many barrels pointing up. They moved in tandem, taking aim at the swarm but with some deviation, each spreading out a few degrees out.

Then I opened fire, each gun spitting 8,000 bullets per minute. The same happened on the outer walls. A forest of autocannons spread out like grass on the top of the walls, preparing to fire on the flies once they entered weapons range.

The damn flies, which I named Beelzevoid Bugs, exploded into black vortices just like those 80's space opera animes. Hundreds, thousands of them at the flank of the cloud burst into spheres of blackness. The collective vacuum was already sucking up dust from the ground and kicking up a hell of a wind. Heh. Hell of a wind.

But whenever they burst, I needed to wait for the vortices to disappear, which took a few seconds. I kept firing trying to get the bugs in transit but the damn void killed the bullets.

Even slowed by 16% by my latest Skill Rank, the swarm kept moving forward, inexorable. Mile by mile, the cloud approached the city. I had to do something. Finally, I decided to do the impossibly thin giant sword of Dungeon Wall. Perhaps the magical armor they had could resist the void. I Replicated the weapon and sent it to the swarm from above, to keep it from blocking the autocannons.

The sword descended on the flies and something odd happened. They all swarmed the blade from the sides even as their brethren exploded into void portals. They sucked the Mana from the Dungeon Wall sword and then exploded. Strips of metal resembling six-pack beer wrappers fell to the ground, completely spent of their protective Mana.

Damn. It seems the flies are attracted to Dungeon walls. Or Dungeon Mana. As a test, I went ahead of their path. There, I created and grew a tree, infusing it with a point of DM. A bunch of flies detached from the main horde and buzzed toward the plant. I peppered them with autocannons, forming a sleeve of vortices.

Sorry, buddy. It's for a greater cause.

When the flies were about to reach the tree, I cast Tree Explosion on it. The ensuing explosion killed dozens of flies and even knocked some on the ground where they exploded but also created a barrier of close-packed vortices that protected the rest of the flies. It wasn't worth it. I had spent a thousand MP and one DM to take about a hundred flies. Multiply that by a thousand and I wouldn't get even a tenth of the swarm.

The answer, as the space mushrooms in a certain grimdark future would say, was "More Dakka".