Under the Mansion

“…Shall we check if our pretties are doing well?”

Unlike his relaxed words, Shakline cautiously descends into the prison, leading with his cutlass, his actions full of vigilance.

The location of the prison, which should be glowing red, is dark.

“Damn it! Here! Everyone—”

As Shakline calls out to his subordinates, Hati, who had been holding his breath nearby, rushes out and swings his sword.

Swish!

One of Shakline’s earlobes flies off, and the eyes of the surviving Shakline and Hati meet.

“It’s you!”

“Die, shark.”

Shakline doesn’t just take it.

“You die first!”

The cutlass, overflowing with thick mana, surges forward as if to dig halfway into Hati’s sword.

Clang!

“What?!”

Hati’s sword, covered with faint sword aura, blocks Shakline’s sword.

‘He has more mana than me for a power struggle.’

Hati is pushed back by the repulsive force of the cutlass.

Intentionally stepping back, he kills the artificial sirens and uses the opened inheritance skill.

“Solar and Lunar”

Hati’s body is forced into a one-hit-kill sword drawing.

Without a scabbard to sheathe the sword, the skill, starting from his waist, ignores the reaction of stepping back and shoots Hati’s body forward.

Shakline, who was also pulling his body back, widens his eyes at the sight of Hati suddenly rushing towards him.

He tries to raise his cutlass to block it, but the inheritance skill, which ignores the laws of physics, reaches Shakline’s right arm a beat faster.

‘Cut.’

The severed right arm flutters on the floor as if it were alive, and Shakline’s eyes turn bloodshot as he grabs his blood-spewing forearm and screams.

“Kuaaaaak!! You bastard—using strange sorcery!”

If it ended here, he would just be a normal pirate bastard.

‘There must be more.’

The Leviathan’s emblem drawn on the key.

The artificial sirens and the Demon Summoning Magic Circle make it clear.

‘Shakline sold his soul to Leviathan.’

“Master of the Great Sea!”

The contract with Leviathan is activated from the severed arm.

The blood overflowing from his forearm suddenly stops, and five tentacles like octopus legs sprout.

The long tentacles twist together, replacing the missing arm.

The ends split, turning into tentacle fingers, each of which looks unclean.

“To make me show this form! Don’t even think about going back alive! You little brat!”

The size of the mana Shakline emits becomes even greater.

The color of the mana is stained with a murky color, turning into the color of the deep sea, making the surroundings even more humid.

“Did you make a contract with a demon, Shakline?”

The wriggling tentacle stretches out like a spear and shoots towards Hati.

“Shut up and die!”

The five tentacles fail to pierce the target and only destroy the wooden walls of the hapless sailing ship.

Crack!

Rumble!

“Damn brat!”

The walls, unable to withstand Shakline’s power, are torn off completely, exposing the inside of the ship to the outside.

Crash!

The torches held by the subordinates clearly reveal the figures of the two.

Shakline, whose right arm has turned into a tentacle, raises his left hand to cover his face at the sudden light.

Unlike him, Hati, wearing an academy uniform and standing calmly, doesn’t care at all about the gazes of the onlookers.

“It’s Drake, isn’t it?”

“It’s a monster! The tentacle is eating Drake!”

“Crazy! Who is that little brat?! Kill that bastard!”

“Drake is down! Drake is down!”

“It’s an enemy using strange magic! Everyone be careful!”

Shakline’s subordinates shout and call their comrades.

Shakline stares at Hati as if to kill him at the words of his horrified subordinates.

“Ha. Ha. Ha. Hahaha! You ruined everything I had, you little brat!”

‘He tore it off himself.’

“Just try to attack. You monster.”

As if he had touched a trigger, the tentacle fingers cover Hati like whips.

Each one is on par with veteran knights over level 40.

Moreover, the perfectly connected series of attacks are impossible for Hati to avoid completely, so he either parries them with his magic sword or cuts off the tentacles with sword aura.

Thud!

Thud!

The tentacles fall to the floor and writhe.

“Can you overcome the grace of the great sea with just that sword?”

Shakline, who had been sneering, puts strength into his forearm.

Pshooo!

The tentacle regenerates quickly and starts attacking again.

Judging that there is no longer any point in cutting them, Hati focuses on dodging this way and that, like when he faced the twin knights, and only looks for a chance to approach.

“Are you a coward?! Attack! Attack me like you faced the knights of Brookrudi!”

Hati, who jumped greatly from the increasingly destroyed old sailing ship, rotates his body and lands on the cave floor.

“Don’t run away!”

Shakline, moving his tentacles like legs, follows in an instant.

“Catch that guy!”

The subordinates surround Hati.

“It’s no different from a rat on a ship.”

“…”

In the moment of desperation.

The tentacle on his right hand moves on its own and pierces the chests of the subordinates who were surrounding Hati.

“Kuaaaaak—!! Stop! Listen to me!”

The tentacle, having lost control, pierces the hearts of the subordinates, greedily sucking up their lives and devouring them.

Then, the parts of Shakline that were not tentacles also begin to turn into demonic things.

“R, run away! Drake has gone crazy!”

“He’ll kill us too! He’ll kill us and get rid of us for seeing this!”

“Run away! Go up! Go up quickly!!”

The increasingly long tentacles successively took the lives of the subordinates who had gathered to help Shakline.

“W, what is this—!! Aak! Aaaak! My subordinates!!”

The skin that had been gradually changing crossed the shoulders and invaded the neck, and even the voice began to change into a gloomy one like a cave.

Kill all living humans.

The subordinates, charmed by the bewitching magic, walk towards the tentacles on their own and are pierced to death.

Now, Shakline’s face has turned into that of an octopus, like a monster captain in a pirate movie.

His left arm, which had been fine, turned into a pincer, and his legs turned into eight, turning him into an octopus.

A shark fin grows on his back, bending him forward like a hunchback.

Shakline clicks his sharp shark teeth and the pincer on his left arm.

■■■■―!!

As he spreads the intensified mana wave, barnacles and the like begin to grow around him in an instant.

‘This is a familiar battlefield.’

At that moment, Flare and Luna jump down from the ceiling.

The two spread out a large cloth in the middle, creating a parachute and falling slowly.

“Hati, Senior!!”

“We came to help!”

‘Flare and Luna? How did they know?’

He is surprised by the appearance of the two.

The tentacle attack of Shakline, who has become a demon, continues.

In the game, there is one random encounter that is fused with sea creatures.

I simply thought it was an homage to pirate movies…

‘That was Shakline.’

You can’t escape. Human!

He can’t avoid the tentacles that have become more powerful and faster.

He surrounds his sword with fire mana and faces the random encounter ‘Davy Jones of the Ghost Ship’.

The flesh is cooked by the mana imbued with the properties of fire, but the guy recovers quickly.

Arise! Crew!

The corpses of the subordinates who were pierced through the heart and died begin to wriggle.

‘It’s the same.’

The corpses that rise one by one are covered with sea creatures from the hole in their chest.

Kyaaaaa!!

Krrr!

Hati is instantly surrounded.

“Take care of the guys who just got up!!”

There is no time to ask why.

“Okay! Senior!”

“Yes!”

Fortunately, Flare and Luna listen to Hati’s words and fight the subordinates from the outside.

Human!

Shakline emits even more intense deep-sea mana and begins to cover five tentacles with long sword aura.

The difference in mana has widened to the point where he cannot win with technique, and Davy Jones’ face is distorted as if he is enjoying it.

Kahaha!!

The five tentacles that stretched out in five directions plunge down towards Hati from various angles.

‘Can I cut them?’

No.

Even if I cut them, it will only consume a lot of mana.

When he is focused on the movement of his fingers.

When Flare and Luna help him, giving him a little room.

Dieeeee! Humannnn!

Now, when all of his tentacles gather at one point.

He uses the best technique he can use.

“March, followed by April”

All the mana remaining in his body is sucked out, and his hands move on their own.

Three cuts at the same time in March.

And immediately after, April, which splits into a cross.

The wound of March is the medium of April.

Some of the crosses of April cut the tentacles three times and become March.

In that way, the place cut by April becomes March.

And the cross flower of April blooms again in the place of March.

The thick and huge tentacle has small cracks from the end.

The tentacles are finely divided into rectangular parallelepipeds from the ends, falling down like falling petals.

The crack spreads from the wrist to the forearm.

The crack that continues from the forearm to the upper arm spreads to the shoulder and chest, collapsing more than half of the body.

Combining the two skills, it is called.

“Secret Art. Reincarnation”

Uaaaaak!!!

Along with Davy Jones’ painful words, a black heart entangled with tentacles is revealed in his chest.

He spits out black blood and tries to regenerate his body, but it seems to be broken, only making broken cries.

Thump! Thump!

As a price for using all of his mana, the magic sword turns into a ring.

In that state, Hati shoots forward, ignoring the burden on his body.

‘Battle Instinct!’

The inheritance passive [Battle Instinct] is the essence of the 100 or more Heroes he raised.

The body that instinctively moves along the optimal sword path and the talent of the Hero who has been tempered more than 100 times restores the mana to wield the final sword.

“Shadow!”

The magic sword that appeared for a moment pierced Shakline’s heart and disappeared.

Kuaaaaaaaaak!!