Tyrant

Thud, thud-thud… As if an earthquake had occurred, the body of the King of Flies was sucked into the city, causing severe tremors. The massive bulk overturned the ground, raising a dense cloud of dust. Within that grey-brown dust cloud spreading like fog, people slumped here and there, unable to recover from the shock, dazedly…

Boom-! A massive explosion erupted from within the body of the King of Flies. A barrier activated in the nick of time, and Geronimo was flung out of the King of Flies’s body, caught in the shockwave and heat that poured out from the passage. Inside the spinning airship, struggling to maintain balance, I desperately…

The massive body of the King of Flies, having lost its wings and lift, began to fall. In an instant, its altitude dropped. Even amidst this, new flies continued to spill out from behind it, frantically forming a new infinite swarm. Bang! Bang! Damien fired shots at these flies, shouting, “Over there! New flies are…

Boooom…! The King of Flies roared. Having brought down all the airships, the embodiment of humanity’s magi-engineering technology, the monster advanced at the same speed, seemingly unimpressed. “…” The shocking reality that the entire fleet of airships had been shot down froze everyone on the walls. Ash, who always forcibly kept everyone’s spirits up on…

“…” Inside the mental world of the King of Flies. An old fly, sitting cross-legged, was calmly contemplating the state of ‘themselves’. ‘The situation is not perfect.’ First, he examined the means stolen from humans. Conceptual Devouring. It was a newly emerged power when the demon race of imps and flies merged. Offering the opponent…

The addition of Lucas’s party greatly boosted our forces, but there were hundreds of elite monsters. No matter how formidable Lucas’s party was, facing this endless attrition, we would eventually falter. ‘The priority is to escape!’ Any strategies or tactics could only be established once we had made it out alive. With teleport scrolls rendered…

“…I invited you and tried to converse with you because,” The King of Flies sighed deeply before quietly adding, “In the memories of that imp and the lich, you were deemed the most outstanding human. I thought it worthwhile to engage in conversation with you, hoping perhaps you could understand my intentions.” “…” “It seems…

Excannibal’s nickname is the Cannibal Sword. However, it’s actually a sword that indiscriminately devours anything. Its name comes from its previous owner, the Fallen King, who was obsessed with cannibalism. ‘In any case, it remains a demonic sword.’ It actively tries to corrupt the user’s mind, making it a particularly malicious Ego Sword. It’s unclear…

“The first ‘I’ was a mutant fly.” The old fly, seated in a lotus position, began its tale arbitrarily. “A female fly whose body had grotesquely grown as big as a pig, abnormally so.” “…” White Night listened without moving a muscle, as the fly continued. “When the humans of the farm discovered me just…

At the same time. White Night, who had departed from the scout tower with the infiltration team, was still awkwardly flying, wobbling as she approached the King of Flies. “Ash, you damn bastard…” She still hadn’t fully adapted to the body of a fly. Looking at the world through the bizarre vision of compound eyes,…