A change occurs so suddenly that the human form collapses.
Clump, crack, crack!
The growth and transformation is so intense that it reminds me of Lee Chang-hyuk, who previously turned into a monster before my eyes.
Abnormally developed shoulder muscles, the skin on both arms are torn, and the muscles trapped under the skin are scattered.
No, the scattered muscle fibers soon turned into a bundle of dozens of tentacles.
A scream pouring out as if vomiting.
"Bzzzzzzzzzzzz!!!"
Dozens of tentacles pouring out from the snout with a loud roar.
The flesh around the mouth and chin sags. It's the same change as with both arms.
Dozens of tentacles sprouted from his face.
We can no longer be called human.
That thing is a monster.
"Hey, what is that kid doing?"
"what? "How did you do that?"
Those gathered here are cultists immersing themselves in a surreal world.
There are people who have a limited resistance to this unreasonable situation, thanks to gaining knowledge that should not be accepted and madness that cannot be tolerated.
Squeeze!
[System: The 'Abyss Madness' attribute is activated. Nullifies the effect of fear.]
'Even if it's not as strong as the Abyssal Madness trait.'
Anyway, everyone has different limits to what they can accept.
Some people scream and faint, while others still do not understand the situation and approach clumsily.
"uh? "Are you kidding me?"
The cultist who turned into a monster, or rather, what should now be called a mutant like Lee Chang-hyuk, attacks those who clumsily approach him... … .
"Bzzzzzzzzzzzz…" … ."
Stretch out your tentacles. This is absolutely not friendly behavior!
Bauuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuck!!
Tentacles swung at a speed that ordinary people cannot perceive with their eyes.
Wow!!
Blood mixed with human flesh flying in all directions.
It is the blood and flesh of the cultists caught up in the tentacle's terrible trajectory.
"Don't come any closer!"
"Run away!!"
"What is that!?"
"oh! [Mountain Predator]!"
Shouts, commands, and sighs seeking God come pouring out in a loud voice.
Cultists of all kinds began to run in all directions according to their own tastes, creating a huge commotion.
'It's a bit hard to say it looks good. Anyway, it's a mess.'
They are idiots who were enjoying inhumane festivals and revelry just a moment ago. In fact, I don't even know who the real sacrifice of this festival is.
Meanwhile, several dependent cult members are running to the outskirts of the hall and looking up at the gallery upstairs. Petitions erupted all at once around the same time.
"Please help!"
"Chairman!"
"Judges!"
I looked up upstairs, hiding in the darkness behind the curtains.
The extremely unpleasant heavy magic forces gathered upstairs.
'They've finally revealed themselves.'
The leaders, executives, or powerful people of each denomination gathered here who have nothing to do with such titles.
These are the judges who have been hiding in an independent space until now.
Just like the initiates, they are just looking down with their faces covered by masks.
Although they are covered by masks, you can read their mood.
Even though direct disciples of their own sect are dying, no one is coming forward. Just look.
derision. contempt. Or anticipation.
"Why, why are you doing that! It's a monster! Please help!"
One of the tactless initiates throws away his mask and pleads with his sect's judge.
A judge wearing a mask decorated with colorful feathers answered him.
"why me?"
"yes? yes? Yeah, yeah... … ."
"You idiot, stop!"
Fortunately, a cult member with his head turned approaches and pulls him back.
The feather-masked judge laughed loudly, as if he had the same thought as me.
"Hahahaha! I was worried because I thought they only brought an idiot. Yes, there was someone like you in our church!"
"… … thank you."
"You understand the situation, right? Be sure to survive. And bring me the Mask of the Faceless One."
"All right."
"May the blessings of [Ninety-Nine Wings] bless you."
They may have been forcing a strange sense of unity, saying they are a religious denomination, but in reality, it is like this.
'You can tell just by looking at Heoju.'
These people are addicted to abnormal thoughts and otherworldly powers. Even if they are direct disciples of the same sect, they are still strangers and ultimately expendable items.
A person who would die like this was a useless person from the beginning.
If you survive, you will become stronger. What if you were lucky enough to bring back a one-of-a-kind artifact? If there is even a 1% chance of that happening, it doesn't really matter if about 15 of his disciples die in vain.
'They seem like crazy people.'
At this point, the magical power given to the hall is dramatically strengthened.
Pachijijik! Pajik! Pazzzzzzzzzz!
The magic power that was secretly injected into the idiots who enjoyed the banquet without thinking has now become a spark that can be seen with the naked eye and is shaking.
"Keuuk, keuk!"
One more time.
"BUWEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEECK!!!"
And two.
There are people who cannot handle the magical power that is forcibly injected into them.
There is only one thing they say.
transition.
"Bzzzzzzzz… … !"
The bodies of those who are unable to maintain their human bodies and minds become entangled and twisted, and new monsters emerge.
"Four, five, six. what? That bastard is my sworn brother. "Is it possible for that thing to come back as a person?"
"It's not a problem that happens in one denomination."
"I heard that the main event that will determine the owner of a powerful artifact is about to begin. I guess this is it?"
"Well, I came along because they said they would buy me pork cutlet, but it was actually a dentist's office."
Changwolhoe and Dongrae Bridge, which almost caused trouble earlier. And Baba Yega's cultists are observing the situation from a distance similar to mine.
It's the right decision. The full-scale event has not started yet.
If they were bad guys from the start, it wouldn't be worth the effort to mark them.
'I guess Dokgo-gyeom will slowly reveal himself at this point?'
- Baa, bababababam, bababam!
The sound of majestic music began to sound in the banquet hall, filled with blood, screams, and swearing by cult members. This is the main theme used in the musical, The Phantom of the Opera.
"hello? "To all the maniacs, monsters, psychopaths, serial killers, and cannibals I love!"
"Whahahaha, what are you saying?"
"Kkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkk, you crazy man, come down quickly!"
Loud cheers and boos.
Of course, this is not the reaction of those who are entangled with monsters and are crossing the line between life and death. This is the reaction of the referees who were watching the situation from a safe place.
"Now the main event of our Masquerade begins!"
This is Dokgo-gyeom, the organizer of the event.
A pure white mask that covers only the left half of the face and a silk hat with an unusual design.
A three-piece suit that looks very expensive at first glance, and a black coat with red lining that is so wide and loose that it almost looks like a cape.
And even a stylish walking stick.
Anyone can see that the costume looks like it was modeled after the Phantom from The Phantom of the Opera.
'I knew he was crazy, but there's no such thing as a clown.'
Did you like the theme song and costumes you chose?
Dokgo-gyeom, who stood on stage, was quite excited.
"Now, all of you inductees, listen carefully!"
He shouted at the inductees, who were still bleeding at the rate of two or three per minute.
"Now we are in crisis. Stars are falling into place, surreal visitors from another world are roaming the streets, companies that have acquired alien knowledge are committing extra-legal crimes, and a government in collusion with the devil is censoring information containing the real truth under the pretext of security. "I'm doing it."
"What is he saying now!"
"You crazy person! "You can't shut up!"
This is the reaction of the cultists who were being chased by monsters. The words used are similar to those of the judges, but the responses are filled with completely different emotions.
"Oh, you have plenty of time. "Now wouldn't be the time to say such nonsense, right?"
"Bzzzzzzzz!!!"
"Ugh! damage!"
The price for reacting to Dok Go-gyeom's crazy words was harsh.
Quang! Wow! Kwasik!
In an instant, three inductees died.
Dokgo-gyeom, seeing this, suddenly sheds tears and begins to wail loudly.
"Ughhhhh… … . Oh, such a tragedy... … . Take a look! You are so weak! If this continues, we will all perish!"
In an instant, Dokgo-gyeom took a big leap backwards. With just one leap, without much preparation, he climbed onto the parapet of the gallery, which was five meters high.
"That's why we came up with a way to help you weak and stupid people grow up quickly! Was the power of the ley line pumped from underground in Sejong City delicious? Was the effect of the ritual great? "It's good to have fun eating it, but people who don't have the right constitution turn into monsters like that."
"Geueee!!"
"Buweeeek!!!"
The monsters roared in unison as if somehow responding to his words. What an exciting sight.
Dokgo-gyeom pulled the large lever installed next to the railing.
Googgggggggggggggggggggggg!!!
At the same time, the stage splits left and right, and the device hidden underground rises upward.
"Huh, really."
Does that make sense? Have you ever thought that this was a party you couldn't prepare for no matter how much money you spent?
When it was produced in a game, I thought it would be because it was just CG, but when I saw it moving in front of my eyes and seeing it in real life, I was shocked by the unrealistic production.
What is shooting up and causing tremendous vibration throughout the hall is a spiral pillar that seems to be four meters thick.
The pillar rose with such force that it almost touched the ceiling of this spacious venue.
In short, it is a pillar that is 10 meters high.
The thing at the top of the pillar is... … .
"look! "The unique artifact you want is right there!"
Sitting at the end of the pillar was a treasure chest with an overly ornate design.
'You do all kinds of things.'
It was an overly vulgar box to appear in a terrible feast filled with blood, death, monsters, and screams. An item that would be more suitable to appear as a prop in an entertainment program.
However, Dokgo-gyeom seems to feel such satisfaction and joy that he trembles while looking at this confusing scene.
"Now, it's an intuitive structure, right? Avoid the tagger and catch the treasure chest! But if you wait too long, you too will become a tagger!"
There are quite a few entertainment shows similar to this, which one did you imitate?
"Hahaha! "You should have said that a long time ago!"
A 3-meter tall man wearing a wild boar mask, he is the monster hunter of the Gourmet Expedition.
He bursts out into laughter and jumps out. The mutant attacked him with his tentacles, but he threw the corpse next to him with incredible strength.
Quang!
A mutant that is pushed away by impact.
However, I was not prepared for the attack of another tentacle that flew in through time.
Bauuuuung!!
"Ugh!?"
"excuse."
A metal mask with a plain design suddenly appeared. This is the little man-eating chef of Slow Kitchen.
Wow!!
She swung two neutral kitchen knives at lightning speed, cut off a bundle of tentacles, and stood on the shoulders of the boar mask. It's a very good looking combination.
"What! "Whoever wants to step on me!"
"I helped you, didn't I?"
"Is it time for you guys to hang out?!"
"Okay, hurry up and clear the way! "I don't want to be that monster!"
Changwolhoe's Bird Beak Mask Yakuza and Baba Yega's Lace Mask Witch. Before we knew it, we had formed a team over there too.
and… … .
Crackle! Pap deud deuk!
A huge glacier suddenly rises and pushes away several mutants.
Looking nearby, I see a shaman from Dongrae Bridge wearing a wolf mask dancing while holding a small drum decorated with buffalo horns.
'good. 'I just had to check it up to here.'
Everything unfolds exactly as it happened in the game.
There are no variables outside of the development that have been bothering me so far.
In games with poor optimization, it was unable to handle complex locations and the simultaneous movements of NPCs, resulting in lag, but this time, there wasn't even that. Regardless of the difficulty, it can be solved somehow as long as there are no unexpected variables.
"Can I go over there?"
Goosebumps appear on my forearms. An eerily beautiful voice.
Oh, shit. This is an event that has never happened in a game.
He is a cult member of Hwanglim Church. He spoke to me with a face wearing a three-eyed mask that made eye contact difficult.
"Do not come. "Don't talk to me, get away from me."
"You're from Paju, right?"
I told you to get away from me.