Former General Is Undead Knight

"Ahhh, ogoe, ahhh!

Yellow spots appear all over Gijock's body.

As I wandered around, I now began to scratch around my body desperately with my remaining right hand.

Because of the artificial forger poison that ruptured in my mouth earlier, my whole body is itchy and doesn't accumulate.

"Rest assured, it is not the poison that leads to death that has been smelted by the artificial forger"

"Oh, better! What, why, hey, Ogoo! Hey!"

Gijock, who is still occupying his mouth by countless forgers, can't even speak properly.

Because of the pain of not being able to breathe properly and the itching that ran through his whole body, he couldn't afford to hear Al Ante's words in and of itself.

"But you, were you that weak? You used to get into my Angel of Death, didn't you? Well, I don't care."

Alante succumbs to the spot and holds Gijock's head down.

"Which, why don't we start a little experiment. Be Luzuk."

With the words of Gijock, the light of the magic formation spreads.

Luzku is a red little hippo-like exterior bug called 'earth eating'.

"Oh, come on, oh!

Several tumors swell all over Gijock's body.

When I wonder if my body has swelled up on the bread, the tumor crawls out of Gijock's body, each becoming a fat luzuk and separated.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhh!

The zijock of a person's contour continued to feel bitter as his whole body mutated into Luzku.

Eventually Gijock's cheek turns to Luzuk.

A flock of artificial forgers, freed from a cage called Mouth, sipped with satisfaction as they crawled around Luzku.

Eventually only Gijock's bones and clothes, human hair, large amounts of blood, and organs mutated into distortion were later left behind.

A good number of Luzk and Faug herds crawl around on Gijock's body.

It was an unusual sight not to be seen in this world.

"A, Al Ante... you, who are you!

One of the soldiers points his sword at Arante.

Arante stood up slowly, picking Luzku and lifting him to the height of his face, his mouth wide open and he bumped.

The loess body fluids splash. Luzku drips like an organ in his body from where he has been chewed off a thousand times, causing his body to wander diligently and ramble.

"That's not good. It tastes like a mixture of earth and human flesh."

Alante threw the dying Luzku to the ground.

"Ugh, yeah, yeah!

The soldiers were also finally overwhelmed, dropping the sword they had erected, poking their knees at the spot, and spitting out the diarrhea.

"O...... brother,?

With a bright blue face, Elise asks.

Alante looks back at her with only her neck, with a faceless face, trembling as if she had only slightly laughed at her mouth.

"Chi, no... not your brother... who?

"I am the director of The Angel of Death, the finest alchemist in the world. People call me in awe," Spinner of Truth. "

"No, until just now, I was your brother...... When, when did you switch with your brother! Where! Where's your real brother!

"Yes, yes! Ha ha ha! Elise, your face, I wanted to see it! I dare you to put in unnecessary medication and take your leg away with the side effects, and I did it gently, all for that face!

Hearing the words returned by Alante, Elise's expression remains frozen, tears streaming from both eyes.

"Ugh, lying... no, absolutely, lying..."

"You kept a peculiar mana different from any other experimental rat! Then I must know! We have to impose a little more experiments and get even more results with one! You have to keep one or more of your precious data alive! Sooner or later, that will be critical data for the history of magic! I know! So I had to leave it! Where you come from, the traits of the mana, when and what you ate, how much hair stretches out in the day, what is the ratio of finger lengths! Later, I don't even know which information will matter. And so, as I left behind all the data... huhuhuhuhuhu, my bad habits came out. What faces come to mind when you get hope and then despair from the bottom of your heart! I want to know, I want to know, I can't...!

Alante opens his eyes and tells him to curl and stand.

There was intense madness and malice in it.

"But did Tsukishing ride too much? In this situation, we also do not know when additional soldiers will be sent to Tetomburg. However, there is no need to jump to securing existing data and documents. I was born with a little memory. The extent of the facility's research data here, all engraved in memory"

Alante pokes himself in the head with his index finger, with an artificial creepy grin.

"But Elise! I'm not done for you yet. Come on, come down with me to the underground facility. I put it behind me because of the danger to my life and the fatal after-effects, because there are about a thousand five hundred and twenty-eight experiments that I want you to undergo. I wonder how far your body will endure? Oh, he said he still has such an adorable look on his face...... how brilliant is his dying face that makes him look at the end of his misery!

"Yes, I don't... brother! Alante, brother! Give it back, give it back to your brother!

"Ha-ha-ha! So, it was about me from the beginning! You told me that back then! If they're going to kill me anyway, they want to put it in my hands! Let's do what we want! I'll remember. No way, did you spit a lie, Elise?

Al Ante approached Elise and pushed the back of the wheelchair.

During that time, neither the other children nor the two remaining soldiers could move.

"No, no! No! Please help me! Somebody, help me! Help me, Brother Al Ante! Please help!

"What, I thought you were a smart kid, and you still don't understand the situation? Or has my heart broken in here already?

"This, this, the anomaly!

One of the soldiers inspires himself as he screams, sets up a sword that remains dirty with his own diarrhea, and tries to slash him to Arante.

"Out of the way. Dirty voices on my eardrums, don't scrape my thrills."

Alante opens his eyes and stares at the soldiers.

The soldier, who was subjected to intense killing, fell down holding his throat as the sight of the earlier magic of luzuku passed his head and the feeling of gastric fluid in his body being scratched.

"Ugh, yeah, hey..."

It doesn't even come true to face.

There is no way that just a human being can make others have so much intense fear and disgust.

I was even given the illusion that it was the devil, not man, who was in front of me.

It's different. It's not like this. He's a creature of a completely different world, with a completely different mind.

No one could stop Al Ante slowly pushing Elise's wheelchair away.