Chương 37: BLOOD BUG

Amidst the rising panic in the crowd, people surged forward, their faces etched with concern and fear. The council members, along with the Royal family, rose from their seats at the front, their brows furrowed in bewilderment as they tried to discern the cause of the commotion. Guards hurried toward the fallen man with the elongated spike protruding from his chest, their movements swift and purposeful.

As the guards approached the body, the crowd's murmurs intensified, a wave of unease rippling through the gathering. With solemn efficiency, the guards covered the deceased man with a white sheet, obscuring him from view. Yet, the tension in the air remained palpable, a sense of impending dread hanging over the assembly like a shroud.

Suddenly, as the lifeless form lay shrouded beneath the white sheet, an ominous transformation began to unfold. The once pristine fabric slowly began to darken, staining crimson as blood seeped through its fibers. Gasps of horror echoed through the crowd as small and medium-sized spikes emerged from beneath the sheet, tearing through the fabric with savage force.

In a horrifying spectacle, the sheet was rent asunder, torn into tattered shreds as the man's body convulsed with grotesque contortions. Veins bulged beneath his skin, pulsating with an otherworldly energy as blood cascaded from his form, drenching him in a crimson deluge. His face contorted in agony, his eyeballs bursting with the force of the transformation, before the blood congealed and hardened into a macabre mask, obscuring his features.

What emerged from beneath the blood-soaked shroud was a monstrous visage, a twisted aberration of flesh and bone. His body was now encased in a carapace of crimson armor, maroon spikes and crusts jutting out in jagged profusion. His mouth had transformed into a gaping maw filled with razor-sharp teeth, his claws elongated into deadly talons.

The once-human figure had metamorphosed into an unholy creature, a harbinger of terror and destruction. In stunned silence, the crowd recoiled in horror, their eyes fixed upon the abomination before them, a chilling reminder of the darkness that lurked within the shadows of Aldevia.

As chaos erupted in the crowd, screams pierced the air like a symphony of terror, mingling with the sickening sounds of bones crunching and flesh tearing. The once-man, now transformed into a towering behemoth of malevolence, reveled in the carnage he wrought.

With a grotesque snarl, the monster seized one of the guards by the head, his massive hand engulfing the unfortunate man's skull. The guard's anguished cries filled the air, a desperate plea for mercy drowned out by the cacophony of panic. Blood oozed from the guard's eyes and ears, dripping in macabre rivulets as his head was mercilessly squeezed, his skull yielding to the crushing force with a sickening pop. Crimson spray erupted from the gruesome spectacle, painting the surrounding area in a grisly tableau of death.

Nearby, another guard, a companion to the fallen, dropped to his knees in horror, his hands trembling as he beheld the grisly fate that befell his comrade. Tears mingled with the blood-soaked earth beneath him as he cradled his friend's lifeless body, his grief-stricken wails lost amidst the chaos.

"YOU BASTARD!" he screamed, his voice raw with anguish, his eyes burning with righteous fury. "YOU'LL PAY FOR THIS!"

But his defiant words were cut short as the monster raised its colossal foot, a grim testament to its savage strength. With a thunderous stomp, the guard was crushed beneath the weight of the creature's wrath, his body pulverized into a mangled heap of flesh and bone. Blood spattered the ground in a grisly spray, mingling with the tears and screams of the panicked crowd.

Amidst the chaos, the monster moved with ruthless efficiency, its movements a macabre dance of death. With each thunderous step, lives were snuffed out in a whirlwind of violence, the once-thriving marketplace transformed into a nightmarish tableau of slaughter.

As chaos reigned in the streets of Aldevia, King Deryl now able to see the 7 foot creature, his mind raced with thoughts of protecting his people at any cost. With a commanding gesture, he directed his guards to usher the panicked citizens to safety, their urgent shouts cutting through the din of screams and cries.

Turning his attention to the towering monstrosity that had unleashed havoc upon his kingdom, Deryl's brow furrowed with concern. The safety of his people hung in the balance, and he knew that swift action was needed to contain the threat.

"DAMIAN!" Deryl called out to the young Alchemist, his voice ringing with authority amidst the chaos. "Use your spatial abilities to form a barrier around that creature!"

Without hesitation, Damian nodded, his brow furrowing with concentration as he tapped into the depths of his magical power. With a flick of his wrist, he conjured a shimmering blue barrier around the rampaging monster, trapping it within its confines.

But the creature, sensing its confinement, let out a primal roar of fury, its massive frame thrashing against the ethereal prison that held it captive. With each powerful blow, the barrier trembled, threatening to buckle under the creature's relentless assault.

Turning to his trusted Royal Alchemist, Michael, Deryl's expression was grim. "What in the name of the gods is that thing?" he demanded, his voice tight with urgency.

Michael's gaze darkened as he regarded the creature before them. "It's a genetic mutation," he replied gravely. "A monstrous aberration born of twisted science and dark magic."

With a determined glint in his eyes, Deryl knew that conventional methods would not be enough to contain the creature's fury. Drawing upon a power long dormant within him, he summoned forth the ancient magic of the Ethereal Gaze.

"Been a while since I've used this," Deryl muttered, his eyes glowing with a golden-yellow light as an intricate pattern in a diamond shape formed around his pupils. "But let's see if it still has its power..."

With a surge of energy, Deryl muttered,"Eyes of the gods, Ethereal Gaze of Observation!"

This type of Ethereal Gaze allows a user to gain advanced Observation, increasing the sight senses, as well as increasing the field of view of the user, one ia also able to see the mana channels and flow of mana clearly.

In an instant, his senses sharpened to a razor's edge, his vision piercing through the veil of chaos that surrounded him.

Through the power of the Ethereal Gaze, Deryl could see the world in a new light, the flow of mana coursing through the air like shimmering threads of light. With this heightened perception, he could discern the creature's weaknesses and vulnerabilities, a vital advantage in the battle that lay ahead.

As Deryl's gaze honed in on the source of the creature's power, his heart quickened with a mixture of dread and determination. He watched as the tainted mana swirling around the beast coalesced into a dark miasma, tendrils of energy pulsating ominously in the air.

With a swift motion, Deryl shed his royal robe, the fabric billowing behind him as he sprinted towards the creature's rear. His ethereal gaze remained focused, granting him insight into the creature's twisted anatomy.

As he drew closer, the details of the monstrous aberration became clearer. At the base of its neck, nestled amidst the tangled mass of sinew and muscle, Deryl spotted a grotesque parasite, its bloated form pulsating with a sickly glow, it had a small head and a big rounded abdomen almost like a Tick, had 3 pairs of legs , the head was a bright red color, and the abdomen

was maroon in color but what was weird was that the bug-like creature had a symbol in its back, similar to the one the men that had attacked the Aidens had

"It's a Blood Bug," Deryl muttered grimly, his mind racing with the implications of its presence. This insidious creature, with its vampiric nature, was undoubtedly responsible for the monster's terrifying transformation.

Before he could formulate a plan of action, the creature lashed out with a thunderous blow, sending Deryl hurtling through the air. With a sickening crash, he collided with a nearby building, the impact shattering the market stalls in a shower of splintered wood and shattered pottery.

Pain flared through Deryl's body as he struggled to regain his footing, shards of debris raining down around him. Despite the throbbing ache in his limbs, he forced himself to rise, his eyes fixed on the monstrous threat that loomed before him.

///NEXT CHAPTER: FORCED TO BLOOD///

Edited by: JJ

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