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I cut up the carcasses of animals all over town and hung them up in a strange shape, and then the flies twisted. The swarm of black flies flew frantically, making loud noises for the couple.
But every fly was so big, only two words of black paper. The Stragglers have been chasing elongated flies, wrapped in rags.
His face, arms, and exposed skin could not have been bitten by flies or wounded.
Oddly enough, there were no flies around Albrecht and Rosamund. But I couldn't help feeling bad. I just wanted to get out of here fast.
Albrecht thundered at the man with whitewashed skin.
“I am Albrecht, king of all the licensees! You're in charge!”
Albrecht cries out, and the flies start to glow even crazier. I flew into a wall of a building by myself or fell to the ground and glowed.
The man grips his chest in agony at Albrecht's cry. You seem to be suffering from the screaming, but you don't seem to be suffering from the loud noise.
Suddenly, he points at Albrecht and shouts. However, his voice was not the voice of a normal person.
It was a very eerie voice like scratching iron with your fingernails, but I couldn't tell if it was a man or a woman.
“That's the son of the devil! Sacrifice him to Baal Zebul! ”
The town was quite large, with only dozens of soldiers surrounding Albrecht. There may be more inside the town.
Albrecht draws the Illudian. The sun shines white like a sword of light.
“Everyone draw your weapons! ”
Albrecht shouts once more, and Randolph and others draw their swords together.
Achylia also sits in front of Albrecht, shredding her duck corn sword, and it shines. There was some sunlight, but it was shining on its own.
"Magic!"
Albrecht remembers a time when he was going after dragons with his old golden shield. The duck has a temper that resists magic. The flies around me relapsed and flew away like crazy.
Albrecht's group is on full alert and watches out for the soldiers around them. Dozens of soldiers just wrapped around the cloth, and didn't seem to be able to make a bold move.
Suddenly, one of the soldiers yelled, pointing to the person who painted the whole body with powder.
“You must be the devil's son! What the hell are you doing? I'm sick of it!”
Albrecht came and got his courage. Rather, he said something to the man. Then the other soldiers joined forces and left.
“Yes! You're the crazy one! ”
“King! Destroy him!" He's the Devil! ”
Albrecht was confused. What the hell.
The soldiers are encouraged by the encounter with Albrecht, which seems to detonate what has been suppressed. The screams of the soldiers are getting rougher.
“My king! He's sacrificing people, killing them cruelly! ”
“That's right! We don't need any food, but he's killing people!" ”
“He deserves to die! He's the Devil!”
Albrecht rushes towards a man covered in whitewash, as if he didn't have anything else to see. The man is furious and runs away screaming in a strange voice.
“Guard! Guard! Stop him!”
Then the drug-like soldiers pour out of a building.
They were far from ordinary soldiers. He was naked like a man with whitewash on his body and wearing a leather apron.
They are not weapons like spears or swords, but harnessing torture tools that run through the bloodstream, such as thorny whips and scraping flesh.
“Those bastards are crazy too! ”
“Yes! Followers of the Devil! ”
“You sons of bitches! ”
“Bastards!”
Soldiers in rags join Albrecht in an unprecedented battle with the so-called battalions.
But the soldiers say so, and the group, including Albrecht, are unable to speak properly.
A man covered in whitewash was running away into the alley. Albrecht leaps off his horse.
“Diego! Send soldiers to guard the horses! ”
“Got it!”
The group, except Diego, step down from the horse and follow Albrecht.
Albrecht gives one of his perverted outfits a kick in the front as he pushes his soldiers.
The man flies back, striking his comrades, and falls prey to them. The intestines ruptured and died instantly.
Albrecht runs like a tiger and swings Iludia. Those who put on aprons were cut out in an instant with swords like light.
Albrecht chases after the man who whipped his body past them. As you pass by, you see a glimpse into the building where the vanguard emerges. Just passing by, but a horrible sight flies through Albrecht's eyes like an arrow.
He tied heavy stones to his feet, sat him on a triangle chair, tied his feet together, hung him upside down, and saw that he was stopping with a saw.
I also saw instruments that tied the limb to the frame and pulled it both ways, and I couldn't even open my eyes, such as peeling my skin or removing my flesh.
Albrecht follows behind him, shouting at the soldiers.
“Rescue people first! ”
It's been a long time since the soldiers listened to command, and the troops came out and moved quickly. However, because it was so terrible, the soldiers barely stepped into the building.
As Albrecht runs forward, the swarms of Black Swarms retreat. You see bizarre structures with beasts in the alleyways. The more you follow the man, the more horrific the structures appear.
Then, one of the goat's decapitated heads felt like he was looking at himself. Albrecht glances back at the flaming eyes, his eyes bursting with blood.
"What the fuck! ’
From Albrecht himself to Rosamund and the rest of the group, I stopped giving my tongue to the supernatural and bizarre phenomenon.
But that wasn't the end of the weird thing. A swarm of flies erupted out of nowhere.
Millions? Hundreds of millions of incomprehensible flies fly around the group.
The unpleasant noise seized the person's mind and shook like crazy, and even the sunlight in the sky darkened around him for an instant.
Randolph swings his sword, but it's no match for him. The new sword, Randolph, was also in a hurry.
Fortunately, Akilia's Durkon sword was glowing violently, and flies were not approaching near Albrecht and Rosamund.
And a faint yet illudian sword shines. If it weren't for these things, I'd be strangled in a swarm of flies.
But given the situation, I couldn't see properly, so I couldn't chase after the whitewashed man.
Albrecht takes a deep breath and screams without even knowing it.
“Back off, you evil bastards! ”
Lightning strikes the dry sky, striking the world. The swarms of flies react violently and move away from the group.
Tens and millions of people were unconscious and dizzily struck by building walls or fell to the ground to glow. In an instant, swarms of flies cover the ground around them.
Albrecht chases the man back through the gap. The group whitens in their heads, just chasing after Albrecht. The flies on my feet made me feel like shit.
“Baal zebul! Baal zebul! ”
On the way back, there were dozens of people, like him, who had been floured all over.
A huge swarm of flies is still flying around, but the group is not being targeted as before.
The swarms of flies were no problem, as long as they were human. Randolf and Agnes slaughter people coming from the rear and sides like water.
“Shhh!”
“Baal ze......! ”
“Glug, glug! ”
Those who painted the dust died from a large cut on the neck, chest, and side. Blood flows through your body, creating a stark contrast with white powder.
Albrecht sweeps across the front, and Rosamund fights in the middle.
There are protruding from the alleyway, and Albrecht has been unable to take care of Michère Rosamund.
Rosamund struggles for a moment, and Achylia leaps lightly and slashes her sword. Suddenly, three human nuts were cut from the neck and face.
I didn't have time to get sentimental about my first murder. Achilles, like a flying grinder, leaps up and down, swinging his sword.
Every time, people's arms, head, nose, ears, and body parts were cut off.
Blood gushed from people's veins and sprinkled on pure Achilles. In an instant, Achylia is covered in blood.
The drugged people, or even those who seemed to be possessed, suddenly withdrew to fear.
“Angel of Death! Angel of Death!”
Then someone looks at Achylia and screams, and people run away.
People, including Albrecht, look at Achylia dazed. Achylia wipes her face and sweeps her head, without looking too familiar.
Aklia may be fine, but Albrecht felt guilty about something. But he hurriedly said, because he didn't know when else strange things would happen and that people wouldn't come.
“Achylia. Protect Rose. ”
Aklia nods, not answering, and opens her arms to Rosamund. Rosamund hugs Achillia and the Angel of Death with the expression described above.
Albrecht sets out again. I made my way to a building that looked like a government office in the distance.
After running around the crooked alleyway several times, I was able to get to the palace quickly. In fact, it was more like a building that was built as a surrogate for the castle than a public palace.
Around the building, hell is spreading. The cruel tricks of Bedukind were not to be trifled with.
I sewed a thick rusty hook into a man and put an exhibition around the wall, and he was doing things he shouldn't have done with his body.
I was cutting off parts of my body and putting them everywhere to make strange molten bones, but I didn't want to know if there was any regularity or symbolism.
The swarms of flies cling to each other and are feeding on the corpses. Fat maggots, the size of a finger, are gathering. There are so many maggots, they fall restlessly to the ground.
A flame rises from Albrecht's chest. I decided to find out why later and end this madness.
Albrecht leaps over and smashes his shoulder against a large door, almost like a gate.
Kwaang!
The log that had been hung from the inside to the latch was broken, the sturdy hinge shattered, and a door flew out and rolled around the courtyard. The other one became ragged.
Albrecht walks into the courtyard, looking like a stern Inquisitor. The blue eyes tingle like flames in an instant.
The inside of the wall was no less severe than the outside. He was also using the human body to create all kinds of bizarre shapes.
They cut off a man's head and placed a goat's head on top of it, or forcibly changed the body of a man or woman. Even the sun hid behind the clouds for a moment.
Even Randolph, who's been through so many battles, has been in vain. Rosamund covers Achylia's eyes. Aklia mutters in a pure, resounding voice.
“Humans are so scary......”
Albrecht's group is ashamed of being human.
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