First Outer World Story Series: The Black Mist that Devours - Chapter 75

Translator: MadHatter Editor: MadHatter

(Ichiko POV)

Antarctica, 7 years before present.

“Hmm. They’ve arrived once more.”

“Yeah, looks like it. And it’s a giant octopus this time.”

I was on the Pacific Coast with Bob. A five-meter-tall giant octopus was rising from the sea to the land ahead of us, assaulting the Shujin penguins. Of course, the octopus attacking the Shujin penguins was not a demon created by the “Polar Queen of the Eternal South”.

The name of the Demon King who conjured this giant octopus was the “Crawling Octopus King of Chaos”. He was one of the worst Demon Kings, having established a dungeon somewhere under the bottom of the Pacific Ocean and deprived humanity of control over the sea.

“Well then, I’ll settle its legs, so you will deal with the main body, Bob-san.”

“Yes!”

“???!!!”

As I surged forward and Bob began to prepare his skills, the giant octopus lifted one of its legs and sought to squash the two of us together.

But…

“Do you really reckon such an attack will do the trick? ?Sword of the Formless King?Weak?.”

From the metal I had on hand, I generated a wide massive hatchet in my right hand, and right after its generation, I teleported and severed the leg of the giant octopus.

“???!?”

Perhaps because its leg had been removed, the giant octopus tried to rampage, swinging all its remaining legs in all directions, but of course, I did not allow it to do so and proceeded to chop off its legs in turn, starting with the leg closest at hand with ?Sword of the Formless King?Weak?.

I had recently discovered that the sword produced by ?Sword of the Formless King?Weak? seemed to be heavily influenced by my vision and depending on my imagination, it might be a standard double-edged long sword, a small sword like a dagger, or a knife. There were massive swords that can only be found in video games, such as bastard swords and claymores. Even swords like the falchion and kukri, as well as Japanese swords, rapiers, estocs, and other thrusting swords, were accessible. Apparently, fictional weapons also can be made, like the hatchet and bayonet I used at this time.

As long as there were enough materials, it was capable of producing a huge sword that can cleave through a battleship with a single sword strike.

“???!!”

The giant octopus’s legs were then chopped off, resulting in it becoming like a daruma doll, and flailed around in unremitting anguish along with its severed legs.

Bob, on the other hand, had finished preparing his skill and assumed the attacking stance at that point.

“Here I come! ?Band of Polar Light?.”

An aurora fabric infused with prominent electricity and magnetism appeared on Bob’s right arm, with the electricity from the belt centered on his right hand. It then converged to the utmost limit and began to scatter rainbow-colored light and crackling noises to the surroundings.

“???!!”

When the giant octopus noticed this, it deemed it threatening and furiously attempted to approach Bob and assault him with its legless body, but it was already too late.

“?Thunder Javelin?!”

In his right hand, Bob produced a more fearsome ?Thunder Javelin? than the ordinary ?Thunder Javelin? and hurled it towards the giant octopus.

“???!?”

Multiple bolts of lightning struck the surroundings with a thunderous boom as the ?Thunder Javelin? penetrated the giant octopus’s forehead, searing the giant octopus and all of its legs laying around it until they were charred black.

The aroma of the roasted octopus began to pervade the area.

“It’s over, isn’t it?”

“Right. Well, shall we slice out some of the meat and leave?”

“Let’s do that.”

Therefore, after cutting a portion of the giant octopus for our meal, we returned to the Polar Queen’s dungeon.

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It has been a little over two years since I started training with the Polar Queen.

There were many things I had learned about the Polar Queen.

To begin with, the Polar Queen’s kin was known as Nankyokujin, but Bob was the only one. The reason for this was that there were no more humans in Antarctica except Bob at the time Polar Queen became a Demon King, attained Level 2, and was capable of creating kin.

That was not the end of the story, but according to Polar Queen, “There is a strong possibility that Bob is my elder brother, considering the faint remaining… or rather, the unnaturally vanished records and circumstantial evidence”.

When she mentioned that, it was true that they do look alike. They shared similar facial expressions, laughed in similar ways, and so forth.

Furthermore, it seemed that the Polar Queen and Bob can communicate in Japanese because they both enjoyed Japanese animation and desired to view the original work in its entirety.

…Being an otaku is amazing.

Now, in terms of my own personal growth, I had gained some knowledge about the types of swords that can be created by ?Sword of the Formless King?Weak? as mentioned earlier, as well as about ?Monster Creation?Low Rank?.

Apparently, this ?Monster Create?Low Rank? was a downgraded version of ?Monster Create? that the Demon King possessed, and when monsters were created with this, unlike ?Monster Create?, they were created using raw materials. In other words, it seemed to require proteins, etc, and in addition, the number of types was also limited and I can only create one type of monster which was this one:

?Flying Sword

Magical creature sword type demon.

This is a demon created by utilizing ?Monster Create?Low Rank? on a sword. It possesses intelligence to the extent that it can obey the master’s commands, and has flight ability.

Summoning cost: HP, MP, and SP are consumed in proportion to the size of the intended sword.

Moreover, when one hour has passed after its creation, the demon created by ?Monster Creation?Low Rank? reverts to the original sword.

And the Polar Queen was coming this way now.

“Is something the matter, Polar Queen?”

“Yes. Your desire to cross over to the African continent has been realized, so I thought I would share the news with you.”

“Is that true!”

I involuntarily rose from the chair in which I was sitting.

Incidentally, I chose African continent as my destination because the South American continent was too far away from Japan. On the Australian continent, the attacks of the Demon King in the Indian and Pacific Oceans would be too ferocious for me to travel there.

“Mm-hmm. So when do you want to leave?

“Anytime is possible.”

“I understand. If you insist, you shall go at once..”

Thus, after thanking Polar Queen and Bob for their hospitality, I set off for the continent of Africa.