A huge face popped out from under the water.
Sharp teeth visible in the wide open mouth, the corners of the mouth torn up for what is so enjoyable.
I couldn't tell its expression because it had no eyes or nose, but I could tell it nonetheless.
The terrifying feeling of hunger, hunger, appetite, and gluttony, and the joy and delight that all of that can soon be relieved.
The daylilies of the blood water were waiting for the demons with their mouths wide open at the bottom of the water.
[Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu?] [W-What is this!?] [Quaaaaaaaaaaa! What power!?] [… … help me!]The demons that took flight in the form of birds of prey began to be dragged near the surface of the water by the tough vines that were wrapping around their ankles, or rather, were already wrapped around them.
Wow-
One daylily's mouth closed.
Of course, a mine got stuck in it and turned into a blood clot.
[iced coffee… … ]Mine trembled as he looked down at his lower body, which was crushed like meat dough for haggis.
Crushed flesh, shattered bone fragments, and black blood mixed together and flowing down.
The more the prey became astonished and despairing, the more excited the daylily was, shaking its body and spreading out its vines again.
Shurorororock-
The demons who had ascended to the sky were brought down again.
[When on earth did this vine get wrapped around my ankle!?] [Water! I got entangled when I fell into the water!] [I can't stop! Damn, it's so tough!] [Aaaah! I'm being dragged again! Ahhh… … Wow!?]Countless daylilies had already formed a colony and were devouring the devils.
Splash- splash- splash- splash-
The river water quickly turns black with the blood of the demons.
Iseolred, who saw the hell of the father's punishment, had no choice but to open his mouth.
Daylily vines were hanging from his ankles, wings, and torso as he struggled to hold on in the air.
[Nonsense! Where do these things come from... … !?]Ythelred looked at Vikir with shaking pupils.
But Bikir did not bother to answer.
Before Madeline of the House of Usher and the Majin Army chased Bianca, they had already planted blood-water daylily seeds on the site of Lake Dog Lake, which had been drained due to flood control work.
'No matter how severe the drought is, the bottom of Lake Dog Lake does not crack.'
Lake Dog Lake is a place that has never dried up for thousands of years.
If you saw a lake like that not only showing its bottom, but completely dry and bursting, you should have been suspicious.
This happened because the daylily seeds in the blood stream sprouted and sucked up all the moisture from the bottom of the lake.
And now, the daylilies that have been exposed to water are in full bloom.
They are eating demons in droves.
"You weren't paying enough attention."
Iseulred's eyes widened after hearing Bikir's words.
[You bastard! Don't act like you have leisure! Do you think humans can avoid these demonic beasts!]Just by looking at the daylily of the blood tree, it looks like it really likes humans.
Just looking at the size of the mouth and the shape of the teeth packed inside, it looked like a 100% carnivore.
however.
-Shoot!
Something amazing happened.
One of Don Quixote's soldiers accidentally lost his footing and fell into the river, and was captured by the daylily.
The daylily, which was about to wrap the soldier in its vine and put it in its mouth, paused for a moment and stretched out its tongue to lick the soldier once.
Then he threw the soldier onto the water as if he had touched something inedible.
[…] … ? … … ? … … ?]Isoled, who saw the soldier who had survived his life hurriedly crawling up to land, only blinked in bewilderment.
It seemed like I couldn't speak as I was trying to withstand the pulling force of the vine.
"Well improved."
Vikir nodded as he saw the daylily spitting out the human.
Then, behind Bikir, there was a person stretching out his chest with a confident expression.
Mini pin. Minipin Baskerville.
He, who was familiar with the ecology of monsters, opened his mouth with a voice full of pride.
"Oh, you had a really hard time. Trying to improve their appetite. The taste buds were completely modified so that humans could taste something disgusting, and demons could feel the sweetest and most savory taste. I feel like the size of the object has decreased a lot because of doing that... … This is something that can be made up considerably as generations go by. Oh, and again… … ."
Minipin explained at length the hard work he had done, but Bikir only understood the key points.
Minipin, who cultivated the blood-tree daylilies brought by Vikir, conducted many experiments within the secure facility underground in Tochka.
Morgue Banshee, an authority on introductory magic science, also sent his research team to fully support the experiment.
As a result, Minipin was able to select and select individuals among daylilies that were particularly less greedy for human blood, and continued to breed these, improving the breed so that its aggression towards humans becomes less severe with each generation. .
Additionally, when feeding human blood, they were mixed with substances that tasted bad, and when feeding demon blood, they were fed small amounts of other food that the daylilies would like. As a result, the daylilies began to become domesticated.
In this way, the seeds of daylilies that were domesticated both congenitally and acquiredly changed from the beginning.
Twa-eh!
Daylilies shy away from the sight of humans, as if they lose their appetite.
However, there was even madness in the sight of them running wildly at the blood of the demons.
[eww… … Ugh!]Yseolred flapped his wings vigorously with four vines wrapped around his body.
He escapes from the vines by displaying his tremendous strength unique to Mine.
Shurorororock!
Even though two more thick vines were attached and strangling him, Iseolred did not give in.
[I, I am the last vassal who serves Madeline! A man who will further subjugate and rule over the lower class of mankind! You won't die in a place like this! You can never die! From now on, this is my world! I have a chance too! How long have I waited for a day like this, an era like this!]however.
"opportunity?"
There was someone standing in front of Iseolred and letting out a cold voice.
Bianca. The last heir of the House of Usher.
She raised her bow and arrows and stood in front of Ithelred.
"Opportunities don't come if you wait."
[…] … ?]Iseolred's shaking pupils turn towards Bianca below.
Bianca raised her arrow and aimed it at Iseolred.
"Shoot and catch. like this."
At the same time, Bianca squeezed out all of her remaining mana.
pop-
An arrow flying through a hole in the atmosphere.
It rose in a graceful parabola and pierced right between Iseolled's eyebrows.
Per-billion!
The bone breaks and everything inside falls out.
[Ugh! Ugh!]But despite this, Iseulred persevered. I held on.
Even if the head is broken and the things inside flow out, it survives with the supernatural vitality unique to the Demon.
… … however.
Bianca's anger at seeing her family's traitor was not something that could be short-lived.
… Pow!
After the first hit, the second hit came.
… Pow!
And the third hit.
… Pow! … Pow! … Pow! … Pow! … Pow! … Pow!
Countless arrows follow, all aiming at the same place.
at last.
[AA AA AA! no!]Even Iseolred, who had been holding on even with six vines wrapped around her body, falls down.
Below, countless daylilies were gathered and smiling brightly.
Wajik-wajik-wajijik!
Iseolred's body was one, but there were so many mouths chewing, tearing, and tasting it.
The end of Iseolred became the starting point.
The mines began to be cleaned up in earnest.
The daylilies wrap the body parts of the demons in their vines and dance around them, shaking them.
The water was turning black and becoming even more fishy.
Bikir asked, looking at the daylily colony.
"How should I collect them? Should I handle it myself?"
"There is nothing to collect. "Improved daylilies have a short lifespan and will wither within a month if they are not supplied with the blood of the devil."
"What is the possibility of spreading the seeds and disturbing the surrounding ecosystem?"
"doesn't exist. Those are all seedless entities. "If I were to compare it to a man, it would be like being without peanuts."
"… … ."
For some reason, Bikir thought, it wasn't a very good analogy.
Well, anyway. All the demons hiding in Usher Street began to be cleaned out.
Among the knights of the House of Usher who were merely brainwashed, those who were unable to escape and were swept away by the current were able to survive by getting caught in the roots and vines of the daylilies that filled the downstream.
however.
[I don't feel very good?]Dekarabia, who was on Vikir's chest, began rolling his eyes.
"For what?"
[It seems like almost all the demons have been wiped out... … The most core source of demonic energy has not been purified at all.]Almost at the same time, Camus, who was standing next to Vikir with a bored expression, also glanced at Seere, who was tapping his shoulder.
"What is it, you bastard? do you want to die?"
Seere immediately breaks down into tears at a word from Camus, but she musters up the courage to say what she has to say no matter how much she is mistreated.
Bikir and Camus' gazes returned.
The water current was rushing there violently.
Some huge daylilies hurriedly stretched out their vines and mouths and moved toward the center of the whirlpool, as if they had found a place with a particularly delicious smell.
Right then.
Kwa-kwa-kwa-kwa-kwak!
The daylilies that had gathered in one place were torn to pieces.
Falling flowers in full bloom.
While the huge entities were being torn apart like pieces of toilet paper, something rose into the sky like a beam of light.
[Hohohoho- Maybe it's because his body is rotten, but it takes a long time for him to come back to his true form.]Usher for Madeline.
The main culprit that led to the downfall of the House of Usher.
A usurper who wants to take Bianca's body at will.
And in the past, one of the key protagonists who led the era of destruction.
Risk level: S+
size : ?
Location of discovery: Deep inside the Gate of Destruction, 'Snake's Womb'
-aka 'Third Corpse'.
A natural enemy of mankind, one of the ten plagues known as incomprehensible and unkillable.
"It will rain hail."
– 『Ten Commandments』 10:1 –
Third time. 'Ice Duke' Andrealphus.
The third of the ten poems has finally revealed its true face.