Brimful Depravation
Chapter 79: The Darkness Is Not Sprouting From The Same Breed.

Chapter 79: Chapter 79: The Darkness Is Not Sprouting From The Same Breed.

The last Cadet arriving to the Infirmary, is a Young Man with obsidian black hair and dark pink irises that shine with the brilliance of Åyûrïc Energy.

His casual clothing are conformed by denim jeans, with a white t-shirt under a black jacket; Like most of the people present in the now sealed Room, this new Young Man is ready to engage in combat.

However, he is not stealthy, showing eight Åyûrïc Nodes on each hand; The graphite grey ethereal spheres in one side align themselves to form an Octagonal [Åyûrïc Buckler] attached to his right arm, and a cubic Standard Ammunition is hovering over his left hand.

The lingering threat is finally understood by the oblivious Doctor, her expression being altered for one of fear and uncertainty.

This gets worse as the skin of the Lanigiros changes its colour, having a completely black dermis, resembling darkness and shadows, as an obscure mist is expulsed from their orifices.

At that sight, everyone understands the truth; It is not a fight between the Lanigiros against the Nesohc; Instead, the enemies ahead are the Darklings, who have taken possession of the Lanigiro’s bodies.

Having learned a trick or two from dealing with a few Darklings the previous day; Khallyon and Naíndra make their [Åyûrïc Fields] visible.

The emanated grey graphite brightness surrounds their immediate vicinities, repealing the obscure mist and rendering useless the shadows near them; Blocking all the possible escape routes these Creatures from the Dark Realm could use.

Out of fear, the Doctor does the same as the Cadets, trying to preserve her own survival due to imitation rather than instincts as she doesn’t really understand what is happening, after all, Darklings are basically unheard because of the safeness of any City.

The practice showcased by the Ex Exploration Group Members, is adopted by Mätzeniä, in turn, the Nesohc, the Nurses and the Young Man standing in front of the door, replicate this action, harming the Darklings before the altercation even begins.

This doesn’t last long, as the possesed Lanigiros secrete a layer of black greasy wax that provides them with an additional layer of protection, dispersing and deflecting the brightness of Åyûrïc Energy, tolerating the aggression as the mist starts to get thicker.

—{This are not Darklings...}—

Evidently, everyone is thinking the very same way; The Nesohc for their part, become increasingly serious, as they had to admit that this time, they have gone for a prey much more bigger than what they can handle.

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§ [ Dark Spawn - Corpse Infiltrator ] §

Level 5

Category "3" Singularity

Nullification: 15

Vitality: 946 / 950

V Field: 349 / 350

§ No Perennence ( Extension ) §

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Scanning one of the Possessed Lanigiros with the Binocular Mask, Khallyon realizes why this people were overthrown of their own bodies, as the thing inside the Lanigiros has higher Category in its Singularity, preventing them from expelling the Creature even with the passive release of Åyûrïc Energy.

{How great is the capacity of this monster?, To being able to control so many different people on its own?, Unless... , Unless they are not fighting back, letting the Creature to consume them...}

If The Rogue Cadet is right, he could finally say that he has experienced first handedly how incredibly fanatical and lunatic the Lanigiros are.

Going to such maddening extremes, just to accomplish their twisted goal, eliminating one more person with access to Åyûrïc Energy, even when they themselves possess this wonderful prowess.

The Lanigiro’s fingers tips are burst open, revealing sturdy crystalline claws that are as sharp as the obsidian; Similarly, the head of the Lanigiro’s is split into three different pieces, showing serrated teeth that are curved like hooks.

The scene is gross and repugnant, but this bigger canal allows the Corpse Infiltrators to produce more mist from their jaws, darkening the Room and making increasingly difficult to distinguish the monster’s silhouettes in the now gloomy environment.

Nevertheless, the Nesohc fire cubic Standard Ammunitions as they generate pentagon and hexagon [Åyûrïc Bucklers], along short swords and axes to clash against the hideous Creatures.

Khallyon launches 36 [Stationary Nodicbulbs] around Kryannette and Rulma’s unconscious bodies, illuminating the area to protect them from the Dark Mist.

The Rogue Cadet jumps out from his bed, passing near the Doctor as he starts casting a new batch of Åyûrïc Nodes in his left hand, as his right hand makes use of the [Nodic Flashlight], dissipating part of the gloomy fog with the canalized grey graphite brightness characteristic of the Åyûrïc Energy.

Alongside the Rogue Cadet, 24 [Stationary Nodicbulbs] from Mätzeniä and another 25 from Naíndra, agglomerate the floor and ceiling respectively, denying the progress of the Dark Mist and giving to the Nesohc a new opportunity to fight back with a more equal foothold.

Screeches of discomfort and pain are heard from the Corpse Infiltrators, injured by the weapons and ammunitions of the Nesohc.

However, this beast are stubborn and insane, tearing off their own skin and crushing it into pulp, just to make a gummy paste that is thrown away immediately, sticking to the [Stationary Nodicbulbs], decreasing their shine and overall effectivity.

This is the case of Khallyon’s and Mätzeniä’s constructions, but Naíndra’s are neutralized completely; Which is why the Vixen Bombshell switches her approach, using the [Nodic Flashlight] with her left hand, while firing cubic Standard Ammunitions from her right.

"This is going nowhere, we need to get rid off of the Mist!, Or this things are going to keep regenerating themselves until we spent all our Nodes!".

The Nesohc Commanding the Cadets is not wrong, and the most adaptable and reactive person in the Room, has a bad idea in a good way "Khallyon!"; Calls Naíndra with excessive savagery that is contagious and exciting "Use the same attack as yesterday!".

"I am on it!"; Reply the Rogue Cadet with a wild smirk that would look regal and menacing if he weren’t so rachitic.

As he prepares himself, beginning with the creation and storage of Åyûrïc Nodes to make his construction fast and more difficult to counter for the Creatures, just in case those beasts can do such a disgusting thing.

"It is ready!, Take Cover and withstand the aftermath!"...