I Possessed the Villain in the Lily Novel

91 – Disaster (Complete)

Stella was speechless as she watched the scene.

It was partly because I was speechless because I was dumbfounded, and partly because anger rose to the top of my head and instead of words, an angry breath came out.

He hadn’t even been able to properly chew the emotion of the reunion yet, but he still had a lot of things to talk about with Iba, and to think he was interfering with that.

A lot. The sound of grinding teeth rang out loudly.

“Whoa…”

Stella let out a long breath and raised her spear. The silently vibrating flies were clearly showing off the crowd, which also climbed on the windows, revealing their visual displeasure.

“Damn bugs!”

Stella shook the window nervously. The flies were frightened and fled. However, as much as they fell, they climbed up anew and made me feel the wriggling sensation on the back of my hand.

“Get off, get off, get off!”

I continued to swing the spear several times. Her gusts of wind roared around her. The black bugs fell helplessly like autumn leaves, and climbed up anew, creating a continuation of discomfort.

Even though he was simply swinging, the soil around him dug up in the aftermath. As her displeasure rose, her spear-wielding arm gradually gained strength. The range in which the aftermath of the blade spread expanded, and the air current around it became stronger.

Bang!

At that time, the spear hit something and bounced off. No. It wasn’t that it was bumped into, it was someone deliberately knocking it off.

Feeling the tingling vibrations spreading through his hands, Stella was able to briefly cool his feverish head.

“Wait… Calm down…”

My vision was stained with darkness. Someone had blocked her view with her hand. As her self-tormenting presence faded from her eyes, she took a deep breath in and spit out to calm her mind.

“This demon… Creates havoc on the mind… Making it difficult… To control emotions… Be careful.”

Stella smiled and pulled her hand away from her eyes. As expected, it was Wiz. Wiz had slashed her spear and covered her eyes with her hand.

When the field of view was opened, the swarm of flies was not visible.

“…Thank you.”

“What?”

By the way, other abnormalities increased as much as the flies disappeared.

“But it got worse.”

“You’ll get used to it later.”

She wasn’t sure where Wiz was, even though she was supposed to be holding her hand. This is because the field of view is uniquely divided.

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Perhaps the swarm of flies from earlier had a protective coloration, he could see several Wiz holding hands in his field of vision. Some of them, who were not holding hands, had a threatening posture, as if they would come running at any time with swords.

“That’s why I told you not to come closer.”

I can’t tell who is who, even my own body.

Eyes possessed by demons do not see the truth, and ceaselessly create infinite confusion and delirium, robbing her of distinction.

You can see many hands, and your allies look like many people who look at you affectionately and many people who attack you. In this state, just approaching her will overload her head.

“Okay. Quickly use demon tracking magic. Don’t cause trouble.”

“I guess so.”

The only being that can be identified in this state is Iba.

It is an existence that can be chased with demon tracking magic.

Stella actively accepted Lilia’s timid voice and drew her familiar trajectory with her spear. Even if my vision was obstructed, I could draw at least a familiar magic circle.

Then, like the one I had seen the night before, a hazy cloud of smoke rose and headed towards a place. This spell does more than simply point out the demon’s location with your eyesight, it allows you to instinctively feel its location.

It is to plant Wiz’s sixth sense, which can instinctively feel the devil, with magic.

Soon, I could feel Eva even in my disturbed vision. Even in a world like a kaleidoscope divided into many parts, it has become a milestone that shows the way like the Big Dipper.

Stella was relieved and smiled brightly.

The relief was short-lived, and soon a delusion flashed through my mind.

“…Wait, aren’t all these flies demons? Why can’t I feel it?”

The eerie aura I felt earlier was definitely that of the devil. And if you had been here just a moment ago, you should have felt traces of it. But I didn’t feel any demons except Eva.

“I told you… Delirium…”

For a while, something different from Eva’s energy filled it densely, like the stars on a midwinter night. A single line of smoke that had been caught in the field of view split into several strands and filled the universe with the Milky Way, as if filling the night sky.

There should be only two demons, but there are countless demons here. A terrifying number of demons.

“Oddly… I… Can’t tell…”

Stella understood why Wiz had thrown her sword at Iva earlier.

Now the demons, their aura, were revolving around Iva.

Like a swarm of insects hovering around a corpse, it filled all sides of him, exuding a vicious aura.

It was such an unpleasant and disgusting energy that I inadvertently gave goose bumps on my back. It was a vomiting sensation, like the jaws of an insect digging into the intestines.

Looking at Lillia, her expression was greatly frowned upon.

It seems that there are several people because the vision is divided, but Lilia around Iva has the same expression.

He was supporting Eva while enduring that disgust.

“…Hey, candidate for the champion. How did you launch the attack earlier?! Eva is still confused.”

“Just… Normal… To the point of chasing flies…”

“I attacked him like that, but he still can’t come to his senses!”

Stella felt jealous of her again.

‘That seat was originally mine.’

She, bleeding profusely, supports him and returns home. The daily life of the past became a delusion and held her breath.

“Oh.”

What are you thinking during the exhibition? Like the anger from before, are these flies inducing negative emotions? Stella shook her head a few times to shake off her delusion.

“Ah…”

Wiz stretched out her tail, groaning at her, similar to the sound she had made.

“I think we… Got caught…”

Wiz pulled out her sword and cut her in the air. The trajectory was simple, but the aftermath was not. Sharp blades cut through the ground, cut down clouds in the sky, and tore trees. Everything in that range was cut in two.

And Lilia was also in that range.

Lilia threw her body at the sight of the swordsman running towards her. She managed to get her body blown away, and though her body was spared, the robe her master had given her was torn.

“What are you doing?!”

“Huh…? Because I saw the demon… I attacked… Look. The demon has increased… It has a distinct shape over there…”

Wiz answered calmly.

“So… Beya…”

Lillia raised herself up in annoyance and raised her wand.

“Are you going to cut me too? Are you crazy?”

Stella couldn’t understand the current situation.

Of course.

There was no demon with a clear form in her eyes, and Lillia was not within the range Wiz cut.

Soon she caught an abnormality in her eyes.

The ominous smoke that enveloped Iva and the invisible swarms of flies scattered in various places. At the same time, the number was gradually called. The fly caught my eye again.

When you first became aware of the demon, the scene you saw changed into a more hideous form.

All living beings in this world turn into flies, and you cannot tell which is your own body and that of others. You don’t know whether you are the earth or the sky, and you don’t know what kind of flesh your body is made of.

The senses are mixed.

I got used to the sound and couldn’t hear the sound of the fly, my eyesight got used to it and I couldn’t see the fly, I even got used to the hallucination and I was able to distinguish the real from the fake.

Sounds and shapes and hallucinations swarmed again, as if laughing at it all.

The enchantment of the devil, which I had become accustomed to and forgotten in a short period of time, raged again.

Even hallucinations became targets of flies. Since all life was a fly, it is indistinguishable. Chaos extends infinitely.

Chaos takes on the shape of Paris.

Infinite chaos flies. He too is chaos and she too is chaos. Everything is swallowed up in chaos without distinction of other self. What fills my eyes is a huge swarm of flies that can be called the black of the universe. Wiz, her friend, and Lilia, the protagonist of this world, all turned into black. She herself is So are trees and grass. Earth and sky have long since been swallowed up.

Even though all her senses were numb and dazzled, Stella couldn’t abandon a single sense.

None other than Eva. As far as the sense of detecting him. Even in the sensation of his whole body being torn apart and being eaten, he maintained his consciousness in order to find and feel himself.

Only he was clear in a place where everything was mixed and turned into bugs.

Maybe that’s why she could hear his voice.

I had forgotten what he meant, but I knew he was there.

Stella stretched out his hand, imperceptibly his own, in that direction.

**

Eva couldn’t open her eyes. Because even that was impossible.

He also suffered from burning flesh. He also suffered from shortness of breath for a long time. Being cut was a common occurrence in everyday life. Whether it was in the past or now, the pain in life was continuous.

So he was used to suffering. I was confident enough to endure the pain that others would scream and struggle to the point of clenching my teeth.

That’s why I wasn’t used to this situation.

He endured for a long time even when he felt both Sosa and the pain of drowning before. He couldn’t trouble others, so he didn’t sleep for days. He succeeded in running away every day even from the touch of that terrible soma, where everyday life was replaced with hell. Pain followed life like breath, but he endured it.

But now I can’t.

His arm was only cut off, but an unbearable pang of pain took over his body.

Even breathing was such a chore that he couldn’t scream even if he wanted to. He couldn’t open his eyes because even the effort to open them was too much for his patience. He had a hard time even trying to hear. All of his senses were replaced by pain, stinging him.

At that time, the forcibly squeezed in senses seized his consciousness.

That was the sound.

“People say that people adapt. Is that so? It’s easy to forget once you’ve adapted. The pain is intense, but strangely, it’s forgotten quickly. But isn’t it easy to get used to this level of pain?”

Iva forcibly lifted her eyelids as she listened to the voice that had come through.

“Long time no see. How many days?”

Morveda. The woman who had tormented him for half a year had come here.

When I opened my eyes, I saw a big fight.

Wiz slashes aimlessly at an unknown place.

Lilia uses magic in response to the slash.

Stella just stood there blankly, trembling while holding onto her spear.

“No matter how much I do, it’s impossible to defeat the hero candidate and the flower witch~ So I cheated a little bit. How is it?”

Only then, Eva was able to notice one thing.

Although the pain was unbearable, Eva, who was able to endure it and get used to it, ignored the pain and twisted her mouth open to say what she noticed.

“You too… Were demons…”

“Yeah right!”

The condition of becoming a demon.

At the time of the death of a demon, the nearest monster is chosen as that demon.

“I told you. Versatile!”

If you knew that, you could be a demon on purpose.

Iba thought of a possibility.

Morbe was killed by a demon.

But if she had succeeded in replicating her own consciousness into a doll before then, even if she died, she could live a new life…

Moreover, a doll possessed by consciousness without a body is a monster. It is a magical being beyond the human framework.

“I am a doctor who is good at medicine, and a wizard who is good at puppetry, healing magic and summoning!”

I don’t know what the story was.

“Again, he’s also a demon of chaos!”

Eva knew that she was the same as himself.

“Your original form, a demon derived from the Infinite Demon!”

Unexpected appearances that have been shown so far, the appearance of infinitely manipulating a doll without a body, the strangely knowledgeable appearance of the devil, or the strange obsession with oneself.

Eba smiled and let go of her despondent feelings. In the first place, she was an opponent that could not be repelled by normal means. It’s chaos, there’s no way you can defeat it in the usual way.

“But don’t worry. I can’t become a demon lord like you!”

He let go of his arm. He was covered in blood and flesh, probably because he had crushed his flesh for endurance. I was trembling like a fly that had lost its wings in pain, but I didn’t care.

“Hey… Morbe… What should I do to kill you…?”

“Huh? Didn’t you say something similar earlier? If you’re a hero, you might be able to kill…?”

Morve answered leisurely.

“I don’t know either~ I went around without thinking I was going to die!”

Eva smiled and grabbed her arm.

“Oh, you’re active? You wanted to be with me that way!”

This may be a trap, but there is no harm anyway. After Eba finished her calculations in her head, she cried out.

“Stella! Blow this b*tch away with me!”

The voice that he forcibly squeezed out was uneven in pitch and rough, but he spat out the meaning properly.

She might be hallucinating right now, but even so, wouldn’t she listen to my voice as well as hers? It was a cry based on such an unreasonable belief.

If she had the same heart, she would have killed her herself, but she didn’t have the strength to do so because of her pain. Besides, there was no good way to kill her, so her quality was even worse.

I wonder if my heart went through.

Stella turned her head in this direction.

“My Demon King is so strange? He’s not even a doll, so why treat his body so roughly?

Seeing that, Morbe laughed bitterly. It was the first time she had seen her expression like that. A maddening joy flowed in her eyes. It was like love. She was the only human part of her left to her.

Recognizing that she was a demon, Eva was able to ironically see into her human side.

Eva realized that something was wrong with her and she tried to remove her hand, but she couldn’t help it, soaked in pain.

Gradually, drowsiness came. It meant that death was approaching.

“Why don’t we make a better world with our immortal allies?”

She dazzled him with her sweet voice. He did not pass, but his body did not. Rather, she held her hand tightly and did not let go.

Stella gradually approached.

Morve told her own dream.

“Be my demon king.”

Stella stretched out her hand.

**

Stella knew the distinct feel of her hand.

This is not what it was like when we held his hand.

It’s the feeling when something sharp is stabbed in his meat.

The swarm of flies retreated.

The senses gradually return to normal. The vision feels color again, the hearing to hear the sound of a fly, the tactile sensation to feel the touch of the world, the taste to feel the taste of blood running down one’s lips, and the painful sensation of a throbbing wound from a previous blade.

With that coming to his senses, Stella realized what he was up to.

What he stretched out was the hand holding the spear.

There was a boy beyond the window.

It was Eva.

She was the star he had been searching for.

Soaking the ground with blood, he lowered his head.

“Uh, uh…?”

Clink.

She jumped behind her in surprise and dropped her spear. When the thorn that had been stuck in her neck was pulled out, she cried even more and the blood overflowed.

“This, this bar?”

The wound healed quickly, but his head was not lifted. He was like a man who had been beheaded as he hung his head and was bleeding.

“Yes! After all, if the pain is severe, even you will lose consciousness!”

Just then, the worms that were on her corpse licked her lips.

It had the shape of a person, but to her eyes it looked like a worm that gnawed at and exploited corpses.

Actually, it wasn’t that different.

In order to make him unconscious, she repeated observations and experiments over and over for half a year.

And now, with her own demonic powers, she touched his senses and multiplied her pain.

She received the cooperation of the hero for the last time, and she accomplished it wonderfully.

“Now, go rampage.”

His sunken head proved this. Morvee longed for her eyes to shine, and lovingly embraced him.

“My demon king.”

All for the birth of a new demon king.

“Demon of reversal, defying the laws of heaven. Open a new era for me.”

In the devastated Stella’s eyes, in those star-like eyes.

The blood-red wings shone.

It was reflected in another star-like eye as well as a butterfly-like eye.

Blood-colored wings fill the sky red, just as the sun goes down and fills the sea with blood. It started in one person’s body. Just as a small seed grows into a giant tree, wings that rip the sky grew from the small body. Like fireworks in midsummer, they adorned the sky. Like a young aurora on a winter night, it colored the sky.

It had no color whatsoever, but it was definitely the color of blood. It was infinite, but only one person. No one is already The only thing left here is the devil. Spread spread rings I couldn’t be conscious. Could not determine Looking directly at him made my vision dizzy like broken windows.

The roots of the tree went up to the sky. The branches and leaves are down.

Flower abandoned the sky and focused on looking at the ground.

The river rises upside down.

The sun sets in the east.

Stars shone from the ground, not from the sky.

Even the light turned to darkness.

Light turns to darkness, darkness turns to light.

It’s obviously night, but it’s brighter than day. A blinding radiance of madness filled the vast world.

Everything is out of my rules.

– Pair!

Applause rang out.

It was a sound coming from Iva’s body as she bowed her head.

– Clap clap clap clap!

It resembled the sound of a heart.

– Pair!

《Welcome!》

Chanmi’s voice resounded.

The living refused to applaud and even the dead turned their backs, but applause came from the other world.

The demons praised him.

Destruction is coming.

A huge new creation.

The great man who will open a new era is coming.

He wears a crown.

The sky no longer exists.

The lily lowered her head and a wild flower raised her head from the ground.

Let’s make a river with everyone’s blood.

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“Back off!”

They were watching blankly as their wings filled the sky, and they heard someone’s voice waking them up.

“I’ll borrow it for a while.”

And after her came her new voice. It was the voice of a man or a woman, an old man or a child, the voice of someone who couldn’t be sure of anything.

He grabbed the holy spear that Stella had dropped and the holy sword that Wiz was barely holding and ran towards Iva and Morbe.

With the Holy Lance facing the sky and the Holy Sword facing the ground, he straightened his grip and drew two circles.

The world gradually narrowed, the stars floating on the ground rose again to the sky, and the sun returned to its original place instead.

“Not yet.”

The wings that bloomed like wild flowers folded, folded, folded, and the person holding them also folded and folded. He entered the circle he had drawn.

The circle drawn in the sky went down to the ground, and the circle drawn on the ground went up to the sky and touched each other. The circle, which was a plane, rotated and created a plane for each trajectory.

Within one sphere is created.

That’s how the world was separated and quarantined.

“This, this bar…?”

Stella approached the orb with trembling hands.

At that time, someone grabbed her arm and stopped her from approaching. Stella shook her hand without any strength of her own and groaned in vain.

“Oh no… Let me go. Well, over there Iba… My friend…”

“Yes. There’s an Ibar there. It’s safe. Just go and don’t disturb the seal. Just stay still.”

She smiled kindly as her silver hair fluttered. She was Fresia. The president of the Witches’ Association came back to life in a state of disrepair.

“Lilia you too!”

Her silver jewelry, which always adorned her, was scorched by her fire, and her clothes were full of blood and dust.

“Put down that dagger!”

Then I stopped Lilia, who grabbed the dagger and brought it close to my heart.

Her unidentified bum approached her towards her.

“Not yet.”

Just as she took her holy sword from her wiz, her hooded bum snatched her dagger from her and threw it away.

“…You?”

Lillia scanned him with her haggard eyes. Her eyes were trembling violently, as if her shock had not yet subsided. She asked, crying as if she would shed tears any second.

“The Prophet.”

He explained himself that way.

Is it because the devil and the candidate for the hero ran amok?

Many flowers have withered in the village where the perennial flowers were beautiful.

It was a disaster.

The blood stains on the spear gradually dried up.

The bloodstains from stabbing a friend.

The proof is, ruthlessly. Gradually.