Chapter 1118 – Two Executives

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Tiamat.

It is one of the creatures with the name of God that appears in the mythology of the primordial world.

One of the conclusions about the ‘pinnacle’ of life, which is believed to be that the primordial sea, which created all living things, had a personality and became life as it is.

This gigantic creature is in no way inferior to ‘Behemoth’, the great synthetic beast that was praised and called the strongest creature on earth.

It was also a type of decisive battle weapon created by Laplace, who was killed by Cleon in the ruins of the wilderness.

Laplace, who had seemingly become a dead human being, abandoned his existing body for his own ambitions and woke up in a secret workshop he had created to avoid Darwin’s eyes.

Although he no longer had the enormous funds he could have used as a returner, he had some kind of lesson learned from Behemoth’s failure.

One day, in order to take revenge on Cleon and his companions who had turned him into this situation, he and his companions followed the same fighting pattern several times.

In fact, I thought about it dozens or hundreds of times, to the point where it wasn’t enough, and tried to create a magical beast that could stand against them.

Even if they had a common goal of killing Adam, ultimately they would not be able to tolerate each other’s existence.

Because I knew that one day, we would have to show our fangs to each other and kill each other.

And when Laplace was cut down by Cleon for the second time, he thought that preparing Tiamat was the right choice.

Only this time, I will be able to take revenge on the evil swordsman and his companions, who are not only unlucky but also dangerous, and whose sword speaks before the word.

Tiamat is a huge creature, and it is also a threatening siege weapon.

The reason Laplace paid attention to Tiamat was because of the most important characteristic that the creature had.

That is, the ability to create 10 types of magical beasts called subordinates through stored genetic information.

As long as the special genetic solution called ‘soup of life’ stored in Tiamat remains, it can continue to create an army within the body.

This ability, even for Laplace, who was outnumbered, was an excellent ability to overturn the difference when competing with Adam’s army or Cleon’s group or to compete with the White Middle Ages.

In addition, what if Tiamat was able to produce demons that could counter the opponent’s abilities?

When we faced each other head on again, there was absolutely no reason to lose.

I had thought of using Tiamat to force Cleon and his party into submission, but I just wanted to save my trump card until the end if possible.

Since it was Cleon who betrayed his good intentions first, Laplace had no choice but to bring out Tiamat.

…, From Cleon’s point of view, Laplace acts with a thinking circuit that has no choice but to respond, ‘What do you think, this crazy guy?’.

But in reality, the story of successful revenge did not go as he expected.

First, he wanted to deal with Cleon himself, let alone the other guys, so he created ‘Bashmu’, a powerful and gigantic monster, and attacked Cleon.

In the process, he even tried to touch Descartes’ granddaughter to agitate Cleon and sway him.

While interrupted by the Old Burn’s intrusion, Bashmu’s body collapses thanks to the weapon he used.

In addition, for some reason, the demonic beasts did not reproduce properly in the area where Cleon was located, so it was not possible to enter the battle between Oldburn and Cleon that started immediately after that.

Laplace, who thought there was nothing he could do, focused next on Cleon and his scattered companions.

In other words, the attempt was to create many demonic beasts that could ‘counter’ the abilities of each party member and attack them.

When they were swallowed in her body, they were sent to different areas so that they could not help each other.

At most, if Cleon is in a place where he cannot be helped, it is a natural strategic decision to kill him in that state.

For example, for the sorceress Lila, the scales covering her body send out many demonic beasts with strong resistance to fire magic.

Emilia, a warrior using divine magic who played a decisive role in defeating the Chimera inside the ruins, was given a magical beast with rubber-like skin that nullifies blows.

The plan was to send each one out, isolate them, play with them, and then kill them…

＂What… What! These guys! Why is the wizard acting like a warrior fighting on the battlefield! Why, a crusader who used divine magic wields a scythe filled with black magic and becomes a comrade!”

Laplace was confused.

He couldn’t help but feel confused.

After carefully selecting the guys who had the ability to harass them, I had to watch them deal with them like nothing happened.

Lyla Flame Watch swings her staff like a spear, shattering her highly fire-resistant scales and slamming fire magic directly into them.

The girl who thought all she did was swing a hammer, but suddenly she wields her scythe and cuts off the skin of her demons.

This is a type of power she has never shown before when she fights.

“Something like that… Is it possible for something like that to exist…? What, that kind of thing…! It’s a foul, isn’t it…! If there is such a thing, write it from the beginning…!”

He tried to tell her that because of her resentment, but it would be impossible for him to understand.

While he prepares Tiamat and sharpens his blade for revenge, Cleon and his companions also experience various incidents.

The fact that they are much stronger than they were back then.

Rather, it was Laplace who stayed in place with only past information.

“Shit…! Damn it…!”

Due to Oldburn’s intrusion, dealing with Cleon is interrupted, and it is impossible to intervene again.

In addition, the intention to destroy the remaining members of Cleon’s group individually has been thwarted.

That alone makes him feverish and irritated, but there’s one more thing that makes his head dizzy.

The neural network in some areas of Tiamat’s body is destroyed, making it impossible to understand the situation inside.

What on earth is there? If you think like this, the answer will come quickly.

A foreign substance that entered Tiamat’s body when Cleon and his group swallowed Oldburn.

It was ‘Darwin’, one of the executives of the returnees like himself.

Like herself, she wields her power based on her knowledge of living things, so it may have been a ‘mistake’ to swallow her into Tia Mat’s body…

It doesn’t matter.

Even if she did something inside, it wouldn’t take that long for her neural network to recover.

In that case, all she had to do was crush that space before doing anything else.

And if you absorb Darwin and do something with Cleon and the others based on those resources…

“… Not yet. I am the one who wins…!”

Laplace was still under such false illusions.

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And the place where Darwin fell, something that can never be understood with Laplace’s delusions.

The place corresponding to Tiamat’s ‘spine’ part should be said to be a trick of fate, or a result of fate.

＂Kyo, Professor, what should we do…?＂

＂…＂

Standing against Darwin are Attis and most of her disciples.

And, as if caught up, it was Yuni and Nemeia who fell together.

Considering that most of them were non-combatants, it was a very unfavorable match for Artis.

But still, Attis speaks.

＂How can I do it? You guys stay behind.”

And she put her hands in her pockets.

As it was, he took out the weapon shining black – the ‘pistol’ that he had excavated from the ruins and was using.

“There are a lot of things I have to ask of this woman and a lot of things I have to pay.”

Hehe…＂

Attis’s proud attitude would make her disciples step back in fear.

That’s right, Darwin in front of her disciples and Attis was already a normal woman.

“Artis… Artis Slainen. I think this is the first time we’ve met face to face like this.”

A woman sitting on the head of a grotesque giant made of veins and muscles, looking down.

No, if you look closely, she’s not just sitting on it…

Excited, Excited.

It was connected by something that was difficult to tell whether it was pulsing blood or tendons, and it was directly controlling the body.

In other words, if you want to, you can stretch out your fist right now and crush Artis like catching an insect.

In such a situation, Artis stepping forward with a gun would have seemed nothing but an act of suicide.

That’s right, if you accidentally stimulate it there, the sparks will fly to the disciples as well.

Moreover, the two people, Yuni and Nemeia, who noticed the strange current flowing between them with their animal instincts, stayed quiet while looking at Artis.

They, too, were the ones who became this way thanks to Darwin’s leap of evolution, and there was a lot they wanted to say.

“That’s right. What. Well, it’s not like he’s a pleasant person to look at. Each other.”

Two people who come from the same family, but are also distantly related.

However, while Darwin was a biologist, he was also a person who threw away all the ethics that a scholar should have.

For Attis, it is a stain on the family and at the same time-

Bang!!

＂…＂

If Artis fired, the bullet would have flown straight towards Darwin’s forehead.

The sudden firing must have surprised not only Attis’ disciples but also others gathered together.

Everyone except Artis and Darwin.

However, Darwin would have easily blocked the bullet flying towards him by moving the giant’s arm on the spot.

Unfortunately, the weapon used by Artis did not have as much penetrating or destructive power as that used by Oldburn.

In any case, it is a weapon that exerts power within the common sense level of an anti-personnel weapon.

It was nothing more, nothing less.

Attis understood that too, so he didn’t think he could pierce her to death with this.

What I just said was a greeting, so to speak.

In any case, it would be correct to say that her anger towards her was shown through her actions.

＂… I’m not happy to see your face… I guess that’s definitely true. Because I don’t have any feelings for you. If possible, it would have been better to fall into the same place as Descartes, who betrayed me… Or the magic swordsman who was the obstacle itself. No luck.”

Darwin said that while sighing.

Attis answers her without lowering her gun aimed at her.

“They’ll think they don’t want to see your face or anything like that. Because I’ve been sick of it. Rather, I consider myself lucky. There was something I wanted to ask you personally.”

At Artis’ words, Darwin quirked the corner of her mouth and looked up.

“Ah. Yes. Because you are Zig’s biological daughter.”

‘Jig’.

Darwin clearly said that name.

In other words, Sigmund- is part of the name of Attis’ father.

Her attitude as if she was calling her by a nickname made Attis feel nauseous, but he calmly asked her a question.

“Also. When he came to these mountains… They attacked him, brainwashed him, and sold him to the exiled church. You regressors. … You can understand it that way, right?”

“Are you asking that question now? … A wise child like you would have already come to a conclusion, right? If not, am I saying ‘I want you to acknowledge it’ with my mouth?”

“-No. No need. Just that question, and the answer. Because I understood everything.”

And Artis continues to pull the trigger.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

The thunder-like sound that sounded again and again seemed to pour out all the anger she had built up.

Without saying a word, just silently.

In a situation where it seems like nothing more than wasting bullets that don’t work.

Darwin had no appreciation for that despair and sadness and only saw it as a foolish act.

A little bit of her was just left to play with.

Click.

And after all ten bullets had been used, nothing more came out of the empty magazine, and only a hollow clip sound rang out.

“I’ve seen Descartes use it. That insignificant weapon becomes nothing more than a lump of luggage once all its bullets are used.”

Hearing her answer, Attis clicked her tongue and took out something like a black stick from her pocket.

If you look closely, it was another magazine full of bullets.

Artis, with unfamiliar hand movements, pulls out the existing magazine from the gun, inserts a new magazine, and reloads.

＂Haa…＂

I think looking at a worthless being who repeats such meaningless actions is also a kind of pleasure.

Darwin sighed.

And.

Taang!

If the sound echoes again.

Pop! And the bullet gets stuck in the flesh.

＂… Oh?＂

But.

Unlike before, the bullet pierced Darwin’s huge arm and flew in a straight line-

It was placed squarely in Darwin’s ‘head’.

No, that wasn’t enough, it pierced his head and escaped through the back.

＂!?＂

At that scene, the disciples who were watching looked surprised as if the same situation would repeat itself.

And even Darwin, who had a hole in his head, opened his eyes wide and looked surprised.

Of course, thanks to various measures taken, the wound would have healed quickly.

Immediately after that, Darwin felt strong dizziness and started to vomit.

From the trembling pupils and the physical discomfort, it wasn’t that difficult to figure out what had just pierced me.

＂A bullet made of adamantite?＂

Darwin, who was confident that only objects of that type could pierce this body, muttered as he looked at Artis.

“Yes, that’s right. Adamantite, no matter how hard you search for its origin, you will never be able to find it. A special bullet made using that… It’s for you.”

Artis speaks in a teasing or somewhat bragging manner.

In fact, the properties of adamantite were even threatening to Darwin.

Since it has the characteristic of self-proliferating through magical power, if the bullet were to become trapped in the body, it could absorb magical energy and grow explosively.

＂…!＂

“Ah, I broke into a cold sweat for the first time. Okay. Good. I wanted to see that face.”

Artis said this while looking at Darwin, took out a cigarette, put it in his mouth, and lit it.

“Then. Because I’m going to kill you with this from now on. Just like you did to my father.”

＂”You arrogant girl… A nobody like you, how dare you treat me?”

Darwin gets angry as if such a thing cannot happen.

However, she probably didn’t know that as she raised her fist and tried to hit Artis.

Everything that happens to her from now on is the result of the seeds she has sown.

There – eyes shining and looking for an opportunity.

The fact that the party has a trump card that is ‘hidden as if its very existence has been forgotten.’