Volume 9 Chapter 31 Mudi's Slaughter
Mudi was standing there, facing off against the 2 captains of the Demon King's castle guard.
In the narrow alleyway behind the city's castle town, where ordinary people feared to tread, but powerful individuals from the slums and Demon King's soldiers would dare to pass through.
So, it was only natural that the Demon King's army captains would take this route. That's why Mudi had taken up position there.
"...Who are you, exactly?"
"We are the first and second captains of the Demon King's commercial district garrison, and you know it's no joke!"
The 2 captains glared at Mudi, their faces hidden behind their helmets, except for their enormous, goat-like horns protruding from their foreheads.
Mudi let out a dry, mocking laugh, his throat rattling with amusement.
"Those idiot disciples of mine are really something, using their master to get ahead. But it's not bad. You 2 are just the kind of Demon King's minions I love to toy with."
The 2 captains' faces turned red with rage at Mudi's response. They realized too late that they had underestimated him, thinking he was just a common thug.
"You're one of the ones who disabled the protection tower, aren't you?!"
"Then we won't hold back. We'll half-kill you, torture you to the limit, and imprison you in a sea of endless suffering!"
The 2 captains simultaneously drew their weapons from their waists――a pair of blunt instruments. Each of them took a stance, ready to strike.
"Those who defy the Demon King shall suffer a pain worse than death!"
"Ah, you've been trained well. That's great. You're just the kind of weaklings I love to crush. It's the most fun to mess with people like you!"
Mudi burst out laughing, his hands spread wide as he declared:
"Slaughter time!"
The eerie atmosphere sent the demon spectators peeking from the windows scurrying to close them. But the 2 captains didn't flinch.
"I'm Risni, first captain of the Demon King's commercial district garrison!"
"I'm Nyost, second captain of the Demon King's commercial district garrison!"
The 2 captains took a firm stance, their hammers at the ready.
"Receive the Demon King's iron hammer!"
At the same time, the 2 captains charged at Mudi. Mudi saw through their various sorceries.
Mudi just burst out laughing, "Ketaketaka!"
The iron hammer struck Mudi's body, but it stopped without any effect.
""!?!""
The iron hammer exploded with a small blast when it touched Mudi's body, releasing a purple electric shock that scorched the air. It was so powerful that it would have blown a normal person to smithereens.
But Mudi didn't budge. There was no sign of him being affected. He just stood there, unfazed by the attack.
"――――Not yet! The Demon King's iron hammer is not something to be underestimated, rebel!"
The 2 captains struck Mudi with the iron hammer again and again, but Mudi's body showed no reaction.
He didn't even flinch. There was no response, no counterattack.
It was as if they were hitting a hard wall, and the iron hammer would bounce back. But instead, it just stopped in mid-air, stuck to Mudi's body.
It was unsettling, to say the least.
"Who are you!? What do you plan to do by releasing the protective tower?"
One of the captains, who had forgotten which one, asked Mudi. Mudi just laughed and took a step forward.
"Hell is great, isn't it? Everyone's a worthless, evil piece of trash. You guys are the same, right? So I can bully the weak without any guilt."
Mudi's words provoked the 2 captains. They seethed with anger, their hands trembling with rage as they gripped the iron hammer.
But Mudi didn't care. He continued to laugh and taunt them.
"I love bullying the weak. Especially those who think they're above others, but are actually weak themselves. There are many like that in the Demon King's army. Even the Demon King was like that sometimes. That's great."
"...? What nonsense are you talking about?"
One of the captains' iron hammers swung at Mudi again. Mudi laughed and said...
"Brahma."
The iron hammer was caught in Mudi's hand, stretching like clay, and the hammerhead was torn off.
"!?"
The captain, whose hammerhead was torn off, was shocked and jumped back. The extended handle snapped off.
Then, they just stared in silence. It was bizarre. Unfathomable. The phenomenon was beyond comprehension.
Mudi laughed.
"You guys look great. This is perfect. I wanted to see that face."
Mudi took a step forward, reaching out to the captain's face. He grasped and tore it off. The captain's head stretched like clay and snapped off.
But he didn't die.
The captain, whose head was supposed to be torn off, didn't bleed and didn't fall apart.
"――――What, what, what is this?! What's happening?! What is this?!"
The captain's body crumbled, losing strength, as his head was torn off. The fearless captain took a step back in fear. Mudi was playing with the living, helmeted head like a toy, spinning it around with his fingertips.
"W-who are you?! What's your goal?! What are you?!"
Mudi said,
"It's a clay play."
"Huh?"
"It's a clay play. You guys are clay. You're interesting clay that reacts in funny ways. You guys thought you attacked me just now, but you haven't even touched me with a single finger."
In an instant, the captain blinked, and Mudi had already slipped into the captain's chest. Mudi touched the armor, which warped like clay, accepting his hand.
Mudi's palm sank into the captain's torso, and with a squelching sound, he pulled out the heart. No blood flowed. It was as if the captain had truly become clay, unable to resist.
"Now, this is how it is."
Mudi began to mix the stolen hammer, head, and heart like clay. The red of the flesh and the white of the iron blended together, turning pink.
The captain, whose heart was stolen, just stared in shock, no longer able to resist. He dropped the iron hammer, trembling as he watched the fate of his own heart.
"It's done."
So, Mudi created a pink sheep model about the size of a hug. "I'll do it," he said, handing it to the captain. The captain took it, feeling a rough, iron-like texture, and sensed a faint pulse.
"T-this, this is..."
The captain was already unable to speak, overwhelmed by fear.
The attack didn't work, and Mudi didn't even see them as living beings. He was an existence far superior to them, playing with their very concept of existence, and still watching them now.
Mudi whispered to the captain's mind, on the verge of collapse.
"[Resonance]."
And with that, the captain's body dissolved into a blood pool right there.
With a splash, the sound of water was all that remained, and the captain, along with the strange sphere he was holding, simply melted into a blood puddle.
Mudi let out a satisfied sigh, then adjusted his chakra to spoke to the two idiot disciples at the top of the tower.
"How's it going? I think I just sent 2 people flying over there."
'This is Sandra. The captain revived here, but he's already a lost cause. Over.'
'This is Wade... Mudi, what did you do? He revived, but he's broken!'
Mudi burst out laughing at the 2 disciples' words.
"Do you know what it's called when you bully and kill someone much weaker than yourself?"
"Huh?" Wade asked. "I don't know," Sandra replied.
Mudi continued, clearly enjoying himself.
"It's called slaughter."
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