The World of Masks

"Well, now that I think about it, it's actually kind of creepy. Because the second thing I did in the game was die from NPC preoccupation, and I was in great danger of actually dying of shock. After I killed all the villagers and came to my senses, I was forced to refrain."

It's only natural if you're not a real suicidal person. But Chloe finally adds a note.

"So I'm really sorry. If it weren't for shock, you'd be having more fun playing this game."

Her excitement is well noticed by both of the cheeks mentioned above.

'You're not reflecting.'

After he died once, it was an act Jack could never understand, trying not to feel that filthy feeling again. However, I didn't want to say anything about Chloe's taste as she had hobbies that others didn't understand either. It was called "self-respect." But I needed to say something.

"From now on, don't die needlessly. Your body is mine now."

Jack gives Chloe a gentle nod.

"Yes. I knew I was in danger anyway. I'll endure ripping off some of my worst limbs."

Callie looks bored next to her and says, "Wow! I saw the sound. 'Apparently, the new slave was like an extreme M, and Jack desperately thought.

"By the way,"

Chloe added hesitation.

"Then · · · · · · · · · ·, if you really have to die, you can't help it, right?"

"· · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · What kind of drug addict are you?"

Eventually, Jack shakes his head. I can't believe I've had this guy around me for years without a leash. Suddenly, I have a lot of respect for the dark wizard who's already dying. Jack steps to the altar, leaving Chloe standing dazed, wondering if he was thinking about death.

* * *

Like a swarm of ants that line up and enter the house, the monsters slowly climb the stairs of the altar in a row, biting their prey. Their hands are filled with the corpses of the Allied forces killed in the plains.

Monsters climb to the top of the altar and throw the corpse into the enchanted circle. The corpses are crumpled up like a broken Marionette. After throwing the bodies into the enchanted camp, the monsters huddle around the top of the altar and wait. It was when the enchanted camp was full of dead bodies and no more empty space was left. Callie steps out next to the magic camp, watching the progress.

Having gained the power of the next dark wizard from Jack, Callie was wearing the same items that the old dark wizard wore. It was Callie who didn't like these items much for the reason that the former owner was an ugly old lady with a sinister sense, but the high performance was just too much to mock. Moreover, as I gladly embraced the power of the Dark Wizard to help Jack, it was almost imperative that I wear these items, the basic weapon of the Dark Wizard.

Exactly!

Callie stamps the Magic Guild with a light stick.

Whoo-hoo!

The sorcerer reacts violently. The symbols of the sorcerer, which were hidden by the corpses, glow red and come to mind. The symbols that fly around like blood, scattering red light. A dark mist-like aura emanates from below and envelops the corpses.

Outstanding!

You hear a thunderous sound from the enchanted camp covered in black fog. The eerie sound that seemed to twist, cut and crush the bones continued for a while.

Suddenly, the sound stopped. The black mist slowly begins to fade into the air as if it had finished all of my work. Slowly, a situation within the enchanted circle emerges through the fading black mist.

There is more than half the volume of the mountain piled up on top of the enchanted camp. The dried corpses, like all the moisture in the body, are tangled up in grotesque knots like some kind of avant-garde art.

The sorcerer, who greedily devoured the lives of the corpses, slowly fades away, killing the light.

As the sorcerer stops activating, the monsters waiting on one side walk toward the slow-moving sorcerer. Just as I was coming up the altar earlier, I started picking up the bodies with both hands. Starting with the monster filled with hands, you slowly begin to descend below the altar. Next to the monsters who were waiting for their turn on the right side of the stairs, the monsters with mummified corpses who had been sucked up by their lives began to come down close to the right side of the stairs. It looked like there was a road on the staircase to Route 2. Monsters move slowly, keeping their turn, as if there were an invisible center line in the middle.

Foul! Foul!

Monsters carrying dead bodies that had been taken away from their lives began to slowly chew on the corpses they were holding. Their 'master' needed the life force of the corpses anyway, but the debris was good no matter what. It was a corpse without nutrition, but it was still able to fill its stomach. Humans can't eat any nutrients even if they eat animals that suck life, but monsters can eat a little nutrition in them, even if they are dead bodies that suck life. Monsters chew the lifeless corpses with their bare hands. Soon all the corpses disappeared into the belly of the monster, leaving only the weapons the corpses wore in their lifetime.

Tong! Tong!

The monsters back out in the plains stack up the remaining weapons into a single corner of the plain. There were already many weapons piled up to form one small mountain.

The monsters who threw away all their weapons were prowling to find another body again.

The sight was repeated over and over. The corpse is piled up like a mountain on top of the Enchanted Camp, then it takes away its life force. It also takes away another corpse to take away its life force. The number of corpses that took away their lives at once was considerable, but it seemed like it would take quite a while to extract them all from the corpses of the allied forces reaching 100,000.

Just, just, just.

Callie strikes the wand in succession, like a machine, activating the magic circle. It wasn't hard, but there was nowhere to bore. There are no smartphones in this game. There was no way to soothe boredom. As Callie, I just had to hope that the time she was taking would pass.

Jubbuck, Jubbuck.

You hear footsteps below the altar. It was a very light and cheerful footstep, different from the footsteps of the monsters waiting in order. But Callie, who had already become like a robot with a cane, could not hear it.

It was Chloe who came up the stairs. A heavy armor and a large black already packed in bracelet were only a light t-shirt and trousers. The shape of the breasts that were curled up on a thin side was revealed as if they weren't wearing any underwear.

"Mr. Callie?"

Chloe climbs up to the altar and summons Callie. Callie's throat snaps.

"It's shift time."

She may be an angel, but at this moment, she seems to be one.

Callie straightens her arms up and extends her base as if she had just finished her hard work.

"Aggggghhh!"

A strange groan rises above the altar. Callie lightly loosens the twitchy joints. From now on, I was happy to feel like flying because I was only free.

"Well done, then."

Say hello to your colleague for now. Callie jumps off the altar, giving her a silent remark. He says it's rude, but he doesn't say much to Chloe. In the beginning, Chloe had a problem with being in a relationship.

Was I making fun of you too much? '

I used to tease him because he likes flashing reactions when he touches them, but now he's strictly alert when he sees Chloe. I felt like I saw a poisoned cat with its tail up and back bent.

Kloer turns his feet to walk in front of the magic circle, smiling silently. No matter what Callie and Chloe do, the monsters pile the bodies on top of the enchanted circle in good faith as instructed.

Chloe pulls the sword out of her bracelet. Callie taps the magic diamond with the tip of her sword, just as she tapped it with a cane.

Whoo-hoo!

The sorcerer reacts. The black mist covers the corpses as we speak. The sorcerers begin to devour the life force of the dead with ease.

"Well, that's boring."

I thought I knew why Callie was so radiant. Chloe looked around. All you have is an altar, a monster, and a corpse.

Chop-chop!

Chloe calls out a monster with her finger. A monster quickly approaches because of the heavenly dark knight's order. You take a corpse and send it back. The corpse taken was the corpse of an ordinary soldier.

Qajik!

You cut the head in half with a sword. I raised my sword and split my abdomen this time. My intestines spilled out.

'This is a good time to waste.'

Quack, quack!

Blood oozing out of the corpse, chopped into pieces, begins to form a red pool on the altar.

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