[Before Merciless Death]
Substance split herself in two to complete the duty assigned to her by her master, with her primary targets being Alucard and Lucy. To be specific, there was no original to work with. Substance split herself in two by forcibly adopting and sticking to Merciless Ichor’s three-minute rule in order to preserve purpose.
As she floated in the air, her gaze shifted to Alucard, who had distanced himself from the group, but there was one problem: it was, to say the least, concerning, as it would prevent her from carrying out Merciless demands.
If she attacks them all at once, they will undoubtedly get back up and jump her in response to her persistent attacks; initially, she knew she couldn’t let this happen, so their lives had to become unlife, or she had to send them to the farthest edge of the planet, as Abadis did to her.
If she assaults them all at once again, they will definitely rise back and team up, and jump her in reaction to her relentless attacks. She knew she couldn’t allow this to happen; therefore, their lives had to become unlife, or she had to send them to the farthest border of the planet, as Abadis had done to her.
As a result, Subtance started to use more of her power in order to complete the goal left behind by her master; everything, everyone, was a liability in her eyes, despite her mindless condition. As a being of purpose, she naturally prioritizes necessity over everything else.
This case was no exception, so when the other Substance left through another Aether ring, this Substance began to use her new Succubus genes to weaponize miasma and use it for an AOE attack. As a gigantic surge of pure, unrestricted Miasma began to envelop her entire body. Her hands rose to the sky, black flames surging within and outside her own existence, swiftly moving upwards as the energy began to whirl with immense force.
Spinning violently as the seconds passed, spinning faster and faster, gaining more potency with each passing second as the severity of the onslaught increased. Until it became a massive swirling ball of Miasma fire, of pure demonic miasma only a high-ranking demon should be capable of producing, but no one saw nor could they feel it since Substance concealed it from both natural and supernatural perceptions of the world, as well as those who live in it, via Ophelia’s ultimate veil.
And with unyielding determination and unconscious cruelty, everyone’s favorite Lovecraftian slime maid mercilessly throws Miamsa’s ball downward to the gathering below. The onslaught is completely and utterly impervious to the gazing eyes of everyone below, even Abadis, who is inextricably linked to this world on a conceptual level.
Could not see the incoming danger from high above the planet’s sky, and when it touched the ground below, the invisible attack also caused invisible damage, by which reality could not register. The combination of the Ultimate Veil and Pure Miasma created a unique and new terrifying attack, even though internal and external injuries were hidden.
Even the sound of the attack was hidden and did not register until the consequences came shortly after the impact. Below Substace, a small but extremely deep crater could be seen, as many trees below were erased from existence, and the place where the group was currently was burned to a crisp, but neither the smell nor the sign of fire could be seen to show the scorching wounds of the environment that the invisible attack caused.
Normally, an onslaught like this could easily wipe an entire continent off the map, but Substance prioritizes lethality above destructive quality. By compressing the damage range to a narrower, more finite range than usual, the hot ball of whirling invisible black miasma distorted space inside a 30-meter radius and spherical interval, causing matter to be broken down at the atomic level while also being burned down into nothing.
But, of course, things are never as easy as they appear. The onslaught reached, but to her surprise, someone survived, and within that 30-meter space, everyone had shrunk to the size of a 3-inch doll. Everyone except Jordan, of course, although within each of Jordan’s shirt and pants pockets were Albedo, Abadis, Zalana, Anastasia, and Ophelia.
But there was something strange about Jordan; over his head was a black crown that resembled a four-dimensional tesseract. While his left eye was bleeding profusely for some reason, Substance was unconcerned about what this was or how Jordna was able to save everyone from death doors, but the tesseract over his head went away as his left eye began to heal itself, albeit slowly.
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Jordan then proceeded to look at his hand; it was trembling and his vision was impaired, but he was still alive, as were his teammates. On the other hand, the Prometheus Sword slashed a small, two-meter area of impact, removing whatever the heck Substance threw at them that they could not have prevented using conventional methods of defense.
’Damn, 100 years and I still can’t manage this thing like my father can; at the very least, I was able to edit time at the last minute, despite the fact that all of that knowledge caused me massive and temporary brain damage. In the first world line, that Ophelia girl was the only one to die by this slime, so I had no choice but to edit that last couple of seconds to rescue everyone, but gosh, I won’t be able to use this again for another month till my head recovers from all that knowledge of temporally fusing with the 4th dimension.’
’But, at the same time, this monster is starting to become a problem; if I recall properly, the pink one can resurrect everyone on this planet as long as they die on her territory. Agh! How aggravating, but Merciless or not, seventh or not, reason triumphs over irrational consequences; I will fully demolish you and have Abadis recreate you at a later date.’
The squad was surprised by Jordan’s new state of being, or maybe it was their state of being, and Ophelia was the first to clamber up to his shoulder and say something to him.
"Wow... are you a titan or something? You’ve grown so much all of a sudden?"
Ophelia commented on the matter cheerfully, her chibi voice echoing slightly like an annoying fly, in Jordan’s opinion. On the other hand, a familiar voice echoed to his other side—well, two in this case—as Albedo used his energy manipulation to float and fly in the same way Merciless does with plasma, whereas Abadis could do this naturally due to the cloak she got from Hector and the fact that this was her domain.
Abadis was the first to respond, as she replied to Ophelia as such.
"You stupid fox, it’s clear he didn’t get bigger; we just go smaller, but I guess you Jahads prioritize bust size over intellectual value, so I am not surprised you didn’t notice that."
"Are you calling me stupid, you bitch? Or are you just angry because of your smaller breasts? FYI, baby, no man wants to suckle another man. Ohh... I know maybe you are just compensating for the fact that you officially look like a smurf now. Congratulations! You can join orgies with Smurfet now, but I don’t know; you look more like a man Smurf to me, but when you think about it, a hole is a hole, I guess."
Ophelia snarkily stated this to Abadis, who had a large vein protruding from her head in wrath and was going to yeet her cow ass in the planet’s core, but Ophelia was saved in the nick of time when Jordan suddenly cried out, attracting everyone’s attention.
"AGHHHAA Satan above, can yall mofos shut the fuck up!! I’m trying to think here!! If you want to kill each other, do that later, I will help."
His voice echoed over the planet’s deep, poisonous, and equally caustic, humid jungles. Of course, his rage and dissatisfaction silenced everyone here, but Albedo quickly intervened and inquired of Jordan.
"Jordan, what the hell did you do to us, man? I feel stronger all of a sudden, physically, of course, and the energy within me has been substantially compressed to the point I have 50x more than what I had in my normal size; if you don’t mind, could you leave me be like this till the exams are finished? It helps a lot with energy reserves. Especially because I no longer have my horns owing to Alucard lighting."
Jordan, of course, looked at Albedo, and he was correct: the energy emanating from Albedo has grown far stronger and more dangerous than it was only a few seconds earlier. As a result, he began to respond to what Albedo had said to him.
"Well, that attack this rouge slime attacked us with had enough power to kill, and worst of all, we couldn’t sense it, most likely because Ophelia Ichor which she stoled, to use it as her own, combined it with some kind of projectile attack, and compressed it to the point where it became lethal, but she also manipulated the attack to work in a limited region to increase its lethality. If I hadn’t stepped in at the last minute, one or more of us would have died here since that assault ignores durability and erases everything down to the atomic level."
"It is strong enough to be considered an ultimate or special attack. Overall, in a typical circumstance, I couldn’t save all of you, so I had to think outside the box and issue a new command. That command is the outcome you see in front of you. Order: Command Compresses size, and Order: Command: Teleport all dolls from the previous order to my pocket."
"Luckily, Lord seventh gift is what defended me, well, us, from that erasure base attack, to think it can cut even the likes of erasure to bits. This feat alone speaks to how powerful these pair of swords truly are, haha talk about a busted level of overall defense and offensive capabilities."
"Also, to answer your question about whether I can keep you like that? Then certainly, I can, if you believe you can do better with that little physique. Then you’re allowed to stay like that for the time being; after all, we need everyone to be at their best for the exam."
"But anyways, guys, less talking, more fighting, we need to kill her, if we want any peace of mind, as such get ready because she is coming."
