Twin Reincarnation: Epics Of The Worldline

Chapter 197 197 #Q: The bug breeder (2)

Chapter 197 197 #Q: The bug breeder (2)

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However, at this moment, their entire being screamed that the pain from breaking the Mana oath would be several times better than enduring what they already were.

"MARIO LAZURI!"

"AGHHHHHHH! HE CALLED HIMSELF MARIO LAZURI! THE RIGHT HAND OF DUKE OF GLIER-"

-Oooooooooooooooooooooooong!

As soon as the two of them called out the names, a magic circle appeared above and below their bodies.

"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"

Mana gathered like a sudden storm at the sea between these magic circles and, blood emerged from every single hole present on their bodies as screams, louder than what they had produced in the entire course of their time in this insect hell, broke away from their very souls.

The swordsman's Aura flared wildly, its power scattering in every direction, while the magician's Mana burst forth like a sudden, intense flame on a burner. As the intricate magic circles surrounding them disappeared, most of their powers were depleted. Left utterly drained and unable to muster even a single word, the two could do nothing but gaze blankly at the ominous, demon-like woman before them.

"Hmmmm… so it was indeed someone with a high position. I knew it!"

She cheered joyfully and when she did so, most of the creatures present in this dark, dim, smelly hell, cheered along with her.

"Huhuhuhu… kekekehahahah! Alright! We know who it was now! The bastard that caused all of this! Hahahaha!"

She was laughing, she was dancing along with her children, she was happy, and she was looking forward to the next things she would have to do to complete her vengeance.

"Ghhhh…"

However, there were two captives still bound on the pillar hanging before her who had suffered tremendously because of her.

"Oh! I almost forgot about you! Apologies~!"

-SNAP!

With a sudden worried look on her face, she quickly snapped her finger in a unique way, and… as her fingers snapped, a sinister chill filled the room, and the eerie, worm creatures that had clung to the men's quivering forms began to slither and squirm.

The grotesque worms, now freed from the embrace of human flesh, crawled across the captives' bodies, drawn inexorably toward the pool of crimson fluid that awaited them in a dark, shadowy corner of the room.

"Bttttttttttttttttt."

There, the young worms of a unique kind descended with a ghastly hunger, their gelatinous forms blending with the viscous pool where the elders of their kind already awaited their arrival to merge with the malevolent essence that lingered within.

The pool was a homecoming for the young worms and salvation of a kind; however, for the two freed from the bondage of the pillar, the torment was far from over.

"Hop baby~. You all can have them now~."

Just as the captives thought they were released from their restraints, an unimaginable horror unfurled before them.

The very air seemed to thicken with dread as unspeakable, writhing horrors burst forth from the captives' orifices.

"Buzzzzzzzzzzzzz! Buzzzzzz!"

Nightmarish bugs resembling the gold beetle that flew on the captives from her hand, their chitinous forms slick with viscera, erupted from the captives' gaping mouths, crawled forth from their ears, and forced their way out of their bloodshot eyes.

It was as if these gruesome creatures had gestated within the very bowels of their victims, waiting with a ravenous hunger to claw their way to the surface.

"Hehehe."

The captives, their eyes wide with sheer, unimaginable horror, convulsed violently, their contorted bodies wracked with the agony of a thousand agonies.

"Buzzzzzzzzzzzz~!"

They wretched and screamed, their wails echoing through the chamber filled with insects that awaited their own turn, mingling with the other vile chorus of chittering, joyous insects.

Each vile emergence brought with it a fresh torrent of blood and gore, as the captives' very beings were rent asunder by the young creatures born in their guts.

The woman, their beloved mother, her sinister smile twisted into an unholy rapture, stood as the conductor of this gruesome symphony of splattering blood, exchanging screams, and unsightly dying bodies.

Her eyes danced with perverse delight as she reveled in the captives' torment.

The room bore witness to an indescribable orgy of gore and suffering, where the boundaries between reality and nightmare dissolved into a bloody and eldritch abyss, something unethically indescribable.

"Hehe, have fun everyone~. I will go make some lunch for everyone~."

The bugs that came out of every hole in their bodies in a horrifying way were something she was used to seeing, as a matter of fact, she loved seeing them happily feast upon the scumbags that they enjoyed rather than the boring dead bodies and the beasts.

She loved them far more than any human could love any other human, and, as she walked out of the basement and into the normal living room of her dear old house with a cheerful smile, she couldn't help her excitement over the fact that she finally, after so many years of work, knew the culprits that were the cause of everything that tore away her family.

"Hmmmm~. What should we make today~?"

Today was a good day so she was looking forward to making something special. Perhaps something they all can enjoy together would be a good-

-Knock. Knock. Knock.

"Hmmm? Who could this be? Why didn't anyone notify me-"

A sudden look of worry clouded her face and she called out to her close ones that had been hiding in all the corners of this house, telling them to be prepared before standing before the door.

Not just anyone could knock on this door without her knowing about their existence but, if there was a knock on her door and none of her babies outside had notified her, then it only meant one thing.

"Hello~? Who might you be-"

"Susean Lumier Borough, can you please invite us inside for a honey tea? We have some information that might interest you."

As soon as she opened the door, she saw two figures almost as tall as her, shrouded in the light of the afternoon sun that painted their forms from behind.

"H-hmm? What do you-"

One wore a completely white dress, so attractive that she couldn't take her eyes away from it, along with a black mask that completely covered her face. The other, however, was clad in black completely. With a white mask that hid his facial features and a similar hood to her.

There was something about the two figures that made her heartbeat rise, and, at the same time, there was something about the two of them that made most, if not all, of the creatures present in her house who had a higher perception sense when it came to danger or a threat to their or her life, shiver in fear.

"We can talk about everything inside and seeing how your kids might be still in the middle of their meal, we have quite a while to ourselves, right?"

Their voices were heavy, and the eyes looking down at her from behind those black and white masks were red and blue, a uniquely deep shade of red and blue that, when she looked back into them, she felt a kind of powerlessness like she had never felt in her entire life.

"Y-yes… please come in."

She was perhaps the last remaining member of her house that still retained the nearly lost art of their family. An art that was going to be unimaginably useful to the one in the white dress, possessing eyes redder and bloodier than the night of the blood moon.

There was something about her that she couldn't fathom, and, the way all the creatures, her children, the elders who had been here even before her, and even the special ones that had stayed here since the old times, were fearing this pair, she couldn't possibly let her instincts get the best of her and attack them.

She knew she had to stay calm right now, and, however dangerous the one with those red eyes was… she knew for a fact that at this moment, the one behind the white mask, the one with those cold blue eyes, was a being that wouldn't hesitate to not only slice her into pieces, but, if she did anything wrong here, every single one of them present under this roof… will burn to the ground on this fine day.

And she possibly couldn't have that.