"Be honored, you slime cunt, that my husband was kind enough to save your data in this world; death is only like a mere sleep within the soul vault; we will resurrect you after your master comes back from his fight with that human."
Lorrain spoke in a chilly tone, her voice echoing into the distance as the last part of Substance’s bodily substance—blood and flesh—fell to the earth. Her bloody chunks fell from high above, covering the street walkway below.
At this time, Merciless’s most powerful subordinate was put to rest, her rampage finally coming to an end. After all, in a Succubus domain, they are literally gods.
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Or so it would have seemed...
Because in the midst of it, something rather expected began to happen: 『THE ARCHIVE WAS IN DANGER 』『THE CONTRACT CONDITIONS』『SURVIVAL AT ALL COST』『PURPOSE>>> CONDITION >>> PURPOSE >>> CONDITION』
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The cells of an unkillable body...
Every fibre of her being...
An eternal pact that establishes the safety of the archive!!!
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*Shsshsss!!.....
At that moment, the hissing sound of snakes could be heard clearly, but only by one person, Substance. She was drifting in a dark region within her own mind when a red eye opened up in the distance to meet her here. At that point, a giant pair of demonic hands grabbed Substance, cupping her within their palms. At the same time, the pair of hands sparked a black light, engulfing Substance and bathing her in miasma flames. Her body was on fire, but the entity controlled the flames just enough to save her little mind from being consumed. Her aim had already been fulfilled as she continued this for three minutes.
"You have an unusual power, little one. *lick lips* For the time being, just relax. I’ll get us out of here; those three baddies are too much for even the likes of you to handle."
"Don’t mind the pain, little one, after all; from what I have seen, any form of pain is good for you. And with the amount of power pouring through your DNA, it’s no surprise that the big boss is paying me so much to guard you. You’re basically the wellspring of the young prince’s strength. But also in an ironic way; that unfair ichor of his is quite the game changer, isn’t it? Ahhh, I can’t wait to play about with it; the ability to adapt to any scenario is something to be envied."
This is, of course, none other than Xana, who was at the moment exploiting Substance’s unconscious mind. Normally, Substance Body would have purged out Xana under normal conditions, since Merciless Ichor treated anything that approached him as a sickness. However, there was one exception to this condition, which distinguished it from conventional adaptation-based ichors.
And that was the fact that the merciless ichor, like Black Tail, seemed to have some sort of limited consciousness to its being.
Because it not only adapts but also learns from its mistakes and other inputs.
Foreign substances are naturally cleansed, but if any foreign substance is useful to the body, Darwinism will regard it as if it were a part of the body itself and will give up resistance to it, and instead co-exist.
In this scenario, Xana was akin to a parasite before Merciless "Darwinism," and as a result, a weird symbiotic bond with his ichor was formed between Xana and the ichor itself.
"Hahaha, let’s see if this will work out the way I want it to; I will take advantage of her unconsciousness."
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"Damned woman!! Isn’t that a touch excessive, Jesus Christ? You did not fuck around with her at all."
Janice spoke while brushing the rubble out of her hair, staring at the bloody carnage Lorraine had left in her path. Lorraine, on the other hand, looked at her with disappointment and murmured with ghoulish disdain.
"Tsk!! Seriously, how stupid can you be? Why would you approach the enemy so carelessly?"
Lorrain asked Janice, who was just laughing at her mean words while rubbing her head as she replied back.
"Hehehe, my bad, although I couldn’t resist that hot body of hers, and besides, nothing is wrong with having a little fun if possible."
This, of course, made Lorraine infuriated as she replied back.
"Honestly, you call yourself the wife of our lo...
『Mezameru!!!』
Lorraine felt an agonizing, scorching ache in her neck, followed by numbness, and the next thing she knew, her arms were crossed. Standing confidently as she had done previously, the only difference was that the place where her head was once situated. A pillar of black flame is blazing at her throat, and although she only has a head at her neck or where the decapitation wound was made, a similar black flame is burning at her lower neck.
’What... how!?’
Lorrain queried in surprise from below, while Janice looked to her side as an unexpected situation appeared before them. Or, better yet, an unanticipated circumstance in which Substance was cracking her neck. But unlike her earlier icy demeanor of an empty vessel, for some unexplained reason, she suddenly looked more alive and expressive as she met the irritated and annoyed stare of Substance, and beside her was a small marble-sized black sun that was releasing a weirdly cold heat.
"How are you back in one piece?"
Substance continued to gaze at her with an angry attitude. But Janice did not receive an answer because, at that very moment, the black sun floating beside her burst up and the light stretched to a broad region of the city, approximately 500 meters, wiping all color inside its nullity field and rendering everything to mere outlines as if they were sketches on a blank canvas.
"What is this? Hey, what did you d...
"RUNNNN, YOU STUPID BITCH!!"
But before Janice could complete her statement, Lorraine yelled at her to go, and Janice, being the airhead she was, looked down at Lorraine. As she began to ponder for a second, of course she quickly made up her mind and decided to run away from Substance. She didn’t know why Lorraine ordered her to do this, but the woman was her superior as she was stronger. In cases like this, she definitely knows best; as such, she began to run at top speed and as far away from Substance as possible.
On that note, Substance gazed down at the concerned head, who began to look at her in terror; the others couldn’t see it, but she could. Miasma: ordinarily, all demons and devils can utilize and feel miasma, but there are individuals whose miasma is so strong that those of a lesser level couldn’t even imagine their natural control and affinity for it. Similar to auras, users of any energy type have an energy aura that demonstrates their mastery of that energy.
Janice can hardly see Lorraine, even when she takes it to the lowest level possible for others to understand her strength. But, in truth, Lorrain’s aura is significantly stronger than hers; nonetheless, just as Janice is unable to gauge Lorraine’s energy aura, Lorraine is now unable to make sense of Substance’s aura. It wasn’t that she couldn’t make sense; it was simply that what was in front of her didn’t make sense in the first place.
Substance miasma aura was not attached to her body in any way whatsoever; rather, the miniature black sun floating next to her, which seemed like a small but sinister-looking black hole, was the source of all the oppressive miasma pressure Lorraine was feeling with full force.
But even then, she noticed something unusual about Substance: her eyes, which had previously been brilliant blue, had become a hostile and frightening neon red. Lorraine discovers something when looking deep into them, as she asks.
"You, who the hell are you?"
That was Lorraine’s single question, but the answer she received was a sudden increase in temperature as the cold flame that was preventing her from regenerating became blistering hot, and then, like a candle string, Lorrain’s entire outlines were burned from existence, erasing her entire body to nothing.
She didn’t even have time to cry much less scream in pain in that instance, since she was erased from existence so quickly, to begin with. From there Substance began to talk as she looked north of her in the direction Janice had run off too; she could not detect her, implying that she had moved out of range of her attack. However, Substance began to display a sadistic smirk as she spoke.
"I like me a good chase, but im afraid I cant afford to play with you right now, it wont be long before the young bird wakes up, and send me to sidelines once again, as such will destroy you and this domain in one fell swoop."
『Kesaa』
Upon receiving that instruction, the black sun began to see the entire domain as a single dot, its dark light could touch regardless of the unreachable distance it had across all perceivable sides. Because this dream-like domain that was boundless in size had no end or beginning in the truest sense of the word.
"*Phyhyhayhayaahahhyaa!! Run, little mongrel, but no matter where you crawl off to, the shadow of death will always follow you, hiding in every corner of your waking and sleeping world, watching you with equal prejudice, waiting for its moment to strike."
In that moment, the light of the black sun began to flood the entire domain as the entire universe became mere outlines once more the moment they were touch by the black light. Substance, or in this case the person taking over he body, that being Xana who was the only being that had color.
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"What the hell was that slime problem? One minute she was oblivious and was battered in the most fucking fucked up way conceivable, and the next minute she starts acting strange as if suddenly conscious, and what the hell did she even do to Lorraine? Those flames, what the hell were they? They remind me of Miasma, but not quite, something is off about it, they felt oddly divine, but at the same time extremely chaotic and demonic."
"But that doesn’t make sense, Demonic energy and Divine energy are opposite energy sources as such they should be incompatible, there is no record of two different energy types fusing together perfectly in the different worlds I have been to... so what exactly is that black sun?"
"Could it be a contract weapon, like darlings C.O.C. (Crown of Choices), but can a contract truly achieve anything as sophisticated and bizarre as merging two opposing energy sources? It’s like trying to properly mix water and oil to bet on a balanced result; it just doesn’t work that way. Damn it, damn it, sigh I have no idea what is going on, but I have already sent word back to the core; it shouldn’t be to long before...
However, at that time, a familiar worldview appeared in front of Janice’s eyes: the world had become black and white once more, and everything had been converted back into comic-like outlines as if they were crude and colorless sketches, their existence done in white outlines while the outer layer of reality was all black.
"Wait wh...
And, like Lorraine, Janice was erased from her existence by this strange, but magical and arcane onslaught, as black flames ate and burned away at her contours turning the existing outlines into non-existing results. Killing him immediately as the flame targets the outlines. The flames themselves target only the white outlines that seem to defy the idea of the user’s existing space and overall durability. This makes it an attack that can overcome any physical defenses.
But, at the same time, it wasn’t just Janice who was erased or, in this case, burned away from existence, but the entire city-like domain itself, as that infinite-sized structure evaporated into thin air, leaving no evidence of the domain’s existence in the first place, as these flames target the spiritual soul and the physical body itself and at the same time nonetheless, erasing them from existence through burning alone.
This chapt𝓮r is updat𝒆d by ƒreeωebnovel.ƈom.
Zero resistance was demonstrated, and as a result, the realm in which Substnace and Xana were confined was dealt with in the most efficient manner conceivable, by destroying it all at once from every angle, leaving nothing behind.
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Or so it would appear, for to Xana’s surprise, the once-large realm that showcased a large and boundless modern-day metropolis was now a vast jungle with thick oak-like trees, which surprised her because she was not expecting this in the slightest.
"A layered domain, ugh... hahah... I should have realized that from the start if that’s the case, all I had to do was discover the core, but these succubus domains are the most difficult and frustrating to deal with, dream plundering, I believe. Stealing mortal man’s dream world by trespassing into the mental realm to interact with the collective unconscious, to create a barricade of dreams, sigh, how could three Succubi achieve this? Just making a single one with 10 layers alone could require a group of twenty that needs to work thousands of years to set up something this advanced."
"But you know I can’t just find that on my own even if I wanted to, I have no idea how deep the core of this place is, my only out is to destroy each layer but that is going to take too long, so why don’t you tell me instead little girl."
Xana muttered as she gazed into the dark darkness of the jungle’s thick greenery near a large tree, peering at a giant tree. At first sight, nothing was there until a person appeared out of nowhere, breaking some type of invisibility.
The individual in question was a Succubus with clear white skin, a huge bosom, fat ass, long black hair, and a pair of little black horns curling upwards, surrounded by a bright pink horn coat. The woman had dark red eyes and was gazing at Substance calmly while she spoke to her.
"Wow lady you sure do have good eyes."
