Chapter 322: Underdogma (4)

Chapter 322: Underdogma (4)

... Woosh!

The joints snapped.

One of the creatures sprawled across the floor.

Vikir grabbed the horns of the lunging beetle-type King by the horns and put the joint back on.

...Crunch!

Even the toughest armor has weak joints.

A few taps revealed that the exoskeletons of the Kings were quite strong, and realizing this, Vikir stopped using the old, exhausting method of striking, and instead, conserved his strength and used articulation.

The result.

More than fifty Insectkings lay groaning on the sandy ground.

After pinning down a stag beetle-type Insectking with a long white beard by the middle arm, Vikir asked with a hint of irritation.

"Do you guys feel like having a conversation now?"

[Yes. Please, just look at the middle arm, it's a valuable part of the human body, too, please....]

The elderly rhinoceros beetle-type Insectking, who appears to be some sort of elder, bends down and begs the question.

When the old, gray-bearded Insectking bowed their heads, eventually all the Insectkings knelt before Vikir.

Vikir stared at them all.

Black exoskeletons, muscular bodies, subtly different faces depending on their gender....

Overall, they all looked similar, but there was a crucial difference.

It was the appearance of their horns.

Some had a single, thick horn that towered over them, while others had two horns that sprouted like pincers.

So to speak, it's the difference between a rhinoceros beetle and a stag beetle.

Apparently, these Insectkings didn't get along very well among themselves.

They didn't work as a team when attacking.

'...That made it easy to overpower them.'

Vikir sat down on a rotting log.

In front of him, stag beetle-type and rhinoceros beetle-type Insectking were sitting on their knees.

Naturally, the students of the commoners group were kneeling down with pale complexions and voluntarily paying their taxes(?).

'Did you see, 50 beetles that all of us couldn't do anything about.'

'We couldn't even handle one of them... but 50 of them....'

'He's a monster, he's a monster! What the hell is he?'

'Maybe he ate hundreds of candies from upstairs, but that doesn't explain it.'

Vikir can hear them all chattering away.

And to those guys.

"Why don't you shut up, you're making noise to my lord."

"Noisy."

"Noisy."

The triplets Highbro, Midbro, and Lowbro now made no attempt to hide their reverence for Vikir.

Meanwhile.

Vikir turned to the Insectkings.

"How did you guys end up here?"

Then Insectking, a rhinoceros beetle type with long white eyebrows and beards, and Insectking, a stag beetle type, bowed their heads and opened their mouths.

[We were living a very long time ago on an island called "Giant Beetle Island" beyond the harsh sea].

[Then we were fighting a demon that attacked us out of nowhere, and we ended up trapped inside this strange tree].

Amdusias had apparently carved off a portion of the island and turned it into a world within a tree.

However, by forcibly stitching the disparate terrain together, all of the island's vegetation dried up, leaving only a single root of the Hell Tree.

"The sap is for us!"

Several of Dogma's followers followed at his heels.

They too were just about to dunk their heads in the puddle.

...Pow!

One student's head was crushed.

Dogma's hand. It had grown many times larger and thicker, and now it squeezed the man's skull and crushed it.

Gulp-gulp-gulp-gulp!

Despite the blood, brain fluid, and strange candies dropped by the dying man into a puddle of sap, Dogma did not remove its head from the sap gland.

Seeing it, Vikir hissed low.

"You shouldn't drink that much."

The sap of the Hell Tree belongs only to demons. No human could drink too much of it.

And Dogma was a case in point that proved it to be true.

"K-Uuuuuuh!?"

He grabbed at his face with his hands, his stomach bulging from the amount of sap he had consumed.

But it was too late.

The sap of the Hell Tree had spread through his veins and seeped into his marrow, and it had begun to transform Dogma's entire body.

Pppudeudeug- kkudeudeug- ppadeug- ujijig!

The students following Dogma cowered in fear.

But they couldn't escape under the roots.

... Quack!

Dogma opened his mouth wide and chewed through their entire upper bodies with his razor-sharp teeth, swallowing them whole.

[Ggah-aaaah...]

Dogma chewing on flesh and candy.

His appearance was already no longer that of a human.

Majin (魔人).

A creature classified as a demon, but neither demon nor monster.

A wandering diaspora between the human and demon worlds for all eternity.

As soon as Vikir saw it, he sighed once more.

"It's not going to be easy for someone that size...."

Just then.

[ Surp rise miss ion ? ]

A grotesque fleshy fairy appeared above everyone's heads.

It wiggled its obnoxiously fat ass from side to side and chirped excitedly.

[Wow ? Is the re an excell ent chall enger who has al ready be come a Majin ? Is it a hap py occa sion ? Th en of cour se I shou ld gi ve you a miss ion, rig ht ? ]

With that, the fairy dangled the mission in front of everyone's eyes except for the Insectkings.

-Ring!

<Mission> – Let's kill a Majin!

-Majin (0/1)

※ Your precious friend has lost his temper, oh no~ Let's quickly put him at ease! The only way is... you know?

...The problem is.

-Ring!

<Mission> – Let's kill all the living things!

-Survivor (0/77)

※ Even though you've become Majin, it's meaningless if you don't run wild, right? Let me prove how strong you've become! By the way, the rewards will be quite generous, right?

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