<671 – Irresponsible Pleasure (19)>
The Pleasure Slaves felt wronged, but Oknodie, who originally treated them like punch bags or toys and robbed them of their ownership, had not the slightest realization that her words were too much.
Thus, her revenge unfolded in a way that left the three surviving Pleasure Slaves in sheer terror.
[Grant Magic]
[Flames Ignition – Flame Transmission]
[Synchronization Magic]
[Advanced Mana Technique - Mana Acceleration]
[Forced Grant]
[Dark Burst – Forced Rampage]
“Kraaaak!! It’s so hot!!”
“Huff…! Mana is going out of control!!”
“No, no! If we force out any more dark mana, my brain will fry!”
Despite the screams of the Pleasure Slaves, Oknodie smirked.
“Hmph. How could a bunch of people who’ve trampled a thousand humans whine like this? You’ll repay your debts alive or as my toys!”
As a Pleasure Slave engulfed in flames unleashed their power, their mana and attacks ignited into a blaze.
[Liquid Flames]
[Mana Transmission]
[Forced Spread]
[Multi-Devour]
With their specialization in attacking multiple enemies simultaneously, the Pleasure Slave released a forcibly spread mana of flames, causing the Foundation Butlers to scream in flames.
“What is this, it won’t go out…!”
“Roll on the ground!”
“Use Water Magic!”
“It still won’t disappear…!”
“Kraaaak!!”
Unable to find a way to resist, the Butlers fell one by one while the Female Executive concentrated mana in her two eyes.
[Mana Insight Level 4 - Prognosis Eye]
[Insight Eye]
[Reverse Manifestation, Manifestation Technique Reverse Detection]
Using highly concentrated mana to read moments of the future, she maximized the Mana Insight function to trace back the unfolded magic, calculating the techniques, effects, and countermeasures.
As she maintained the impossible high-level spell reversal, blood tears flowed from the Female Executive’s eye in just one second.
‘No! If we give up here, all our subordinates will die!’
No matter how strong a Foundation Executive might be, losing all her direct subordinates brought to the Executive Meeting would mean tomorrow’s fate for that branch and its executive would be uncertain.
There are always competitors within the organization eager to take their place.
In an underground organization where no one is trustworthy, the importance of dedicated, loyal subordinates and the bonds built with them cannot be stressed enough.
Thud. Clatter.
As a result of holding on for just two more seconds, one of the Female Executive’s eyes completely lost function and tightly closed.
In return, she could grasp it.
The principle of the flame transmission technique.
“Push away all external mana with Shockwave Magic and deploy Shield Magic with full power! If we set more mana alight outside than inside, we can escape the effects of the flames by launching the spell!!”
The way to eliminate the mana flames raging due to the mana following the mana is to emit the mana itself outward.
If the external mana is more than the mana accumulated inside, the flames will also turn outward, allowing lower-level subordinates to save their lives.
Several subordinates, who belatedly followed the Female Executive’s orders, managed to save themselves from burning.
“Huff, huff…”
“We can’t do anything here on the battlefield.”
“We have to escape before we get caught up…”
As they staggered back, they saw a black paper airplane slowly floating through the air.
A paper airplane? Why?
The Foundation Executive’s direct subordinates hesitated as if they had suddenly spotted a ninja, and the spell contained in the paper airplane activated.
[Forced Grafting]
[Connection]
[Attraction]
[Pull]
[Rapid Charge]
A black pipe connected everyone who barely escaped the effect of the flame transmission.
As natural mana in the air flowed into the pipe, filling everyone with mana, some belatedly attempted to pull off the pipe that clung to their bodies.
However, the pipe, stuck like it was glued, wouldn’t come off, and fire spread along the black pipe like dropping a lighter into gasoline.
“Uwaaaaah!!”
“Kraaaak!!”
Pleasure Slave butlers fell while screaming in horror.
Twice.
Just with two spells, Oknodie reproduced what it took the executives and their subordinates a full-scale attack to achieve, rendering not only the Foundation Executives but even the Darknodi and Modified Army watching from behind frozen.
Moreover, the Pleasure Slave Oknodie had looked after was not the only flaming executive.
“Damn it, if we try to approach with that fireball, it’ll spread! Long-range isn’t my specialty. You go ahead!”
“I want to, but I can’t do that here!!”
[Forced Mana Acceleration]
[Reaching Critical Point Due to Excessive Mana Retention]
Desperate, the Pleasure Slave poured out magic, almost in a rush to use their life-sustaining bio-mana.
Hence, the Magician Executive was forced to keep deploying a magic field to nullify the spell’s malfunctioning.
[Breaking Through the Critical Point]
[Mana Explosion]
The pressure when a fuel depot explodes is strong enough to obliterate an entire factory site nearby.
Even dozens of kilometers away, one could feel the sound and vibrations of the explosion, such was its power.
The Pleasure Slave’s explosion, with immense mana, was no different.
<23-Fold Multi-Shield Magic>
[Rapid Regeneration]
[Barrier Shift]
[Continuous Regeneration]
[Sub-Core]
[Rapid Refueling]
[Defense Reactivation]
The Magician Executive exhausted every ability and link at their disposal.
With the flame transmission magic that burns mana spreading around, a large-scale mana explosion would hit even the executives themselves, far beyond what they could handle.
To survive, they had no choice but to forcibly block the exploding mana, causing the Magician Executive’s mana to drop to the brink.
“Kugh… to have to follow this insane mana rampage with my bare body!”
Naturally, since it was no ordinary task, blood started creeping from the Magician Executive’s mouth.
The pooled blood and the forced swallowing of blood loss bubbled up significantly.
As the mana circuits flowed and body senses responded to the sudden surge of mana, they tore apart and broke down, leaving the executive in tatters.
[Charge]
At the moment when two executives became useless, the Dark Princess charged at them.
The Martial Arts Executive boldly approached.
“You foolish one. You’ve played tricks, but you chose the wrong battlefield. Your reckless attempt to confront me at close range will be the reason for your defeat.”
[Training Area]
[Master’s Domain]
[Sensing Effect: Strength is enhanced proportionally to training time.]
The Martial Arts Executive’s race is [Crystalloid].
They had become a type of a pandemic patient, having suffered from this crystallizing disease in another realm, utilizing mental protection and sense-granting magic to achieve movement, activity, and combat even with a crystallized body from the Foundation’s proprietary Mana Flow Technique.
Replacing all necessary life elements with mana, they naturally morphed into a new race far removed from humans, their lifespans becoming virtually infinite as long as the protective crystal vault preserved their minds.
“Learn magic. Only accurate mana usage will allow us to survive.”
“Give up martial arts. The moment your body shatters, unavoidable death comes.”
“Are you mad? You can’t adapt to the life of a new body; you must have made a resolution to die.”
Many Crystalloids shook their heads at the foolishness of the man obsessing over martial arts, reminiscing about life before the pandemic.
Yet, the man had the [Training Area].
The proportional enhancement bestowed by decades of arduous training from his human years allowed his Crystalloid body to not break.
Over the course of 700 years, he became powerful enough to rise to the position of the second-in-command in the Jibsa Division.
This continuous training over 700 years granted him strength that surpassed every other Butler except the [Head Butler].
The pandemic became a fortune for him.
The lifespan exceeding that of a human, coupled with his training time, allowed him more training periods and lifespans beyond mere humans.
‘There’s no mercy arising from the Chairman’s treasured daughter or the Foundation’s next ruler; I will crush you in one blow!!’
With all his might, the executive threw a punch.
And he felt the sensation of his body being crushed along the trajectory of Oknodie’s fist.
<700 Years>
Having built up his practice over 700 years, he understood it.
That was the culmination of time that surpassed his training.
How is it possible for such unmeasurable training to accumulate in such a small child’s body?
In overwhelming fear, he realized it.
Because she was not human.
Like himself, she was an entity trapped in a new body.
A monster of a new race, no longer to be called a human, whose visible form and the essence of her soul are different.
If he had asked her, he would have realized.
That the name of this monster, a new race that had never existed before, is [Player].
Yet the chance to hear that answer never came.
After all punches had been thrown, he was shredded to pieces without a fragment left, utterly annihilated.
“Eih!”
Before the other executives could react to that death, that incredible punch descended upon the flailing Pleasure Slave overwhelmed by the rampaging dark mana.
The top-ranking Pleasure Slave, the Great Sylvan Elf, Ie-er, could barely scream as she floated in air.
With her body overwhelmed by the dark mana explosion already, her control was lost as she was forcibly lifted.
“Prepare to receive it, Elf Dark Bomb!!”
Even with her rapidly dissipating strength, the sheer force that terrified her was enough to hurl Ie-er away.
As the Modified Army stood by, cold sweat trickling down, thinking how they might face a similar fate in awe.
Ie-er realized.
He was a human bomb.
Moreover, a bomb meant to spread dark mana, contaminating everything.
In the emptiness of realizing that revenge and loyalty meant nothing, Ie-er’s consciousness faded.
The dark bomb exploded, unleashing cries of terror even from the Modified Army.
