Chương 493: Chapter : 493

Loud, horrific crunching sounds echoed across the ruined city. The Golem's dark stone armor began to crack wildly. The thick metal pipes snapped in half. The toxic purple magic sputtered and failed entirely. The giant, supposedly invincible machine was being effortlessly crushed into useless scrap metal. Ken sat comfortably on his rock. He watched the massive monsters wrestle in the distance. He finished his bag of potato chips. He crumpled the empty bag into a small ball.

He tossed it lazily into a nearby pile of rubble.

"She gives excellent hugs," Ken mumbled playfully to himself. He crossed his legs. He leaned back on his hands. He enjoyed the spectacular view. The traitor scientist stood completely frozen in fear. The giant Golem was entirely trapped. The lazy slacker successfully conquered another kingdom without doing any cardio. He won without breaking a single sweat.

The plaza was completely quiet. The massive golem was gone. The giant sea serpent vanished into thin air. The dark stones lay scattered on the ground. Javier stared at the rubble. He could not believe his eyes. His massive machine was entirely destroyed. His grand plan was falling apart. Ken Eliot stood on a large, flat rock. He brushed a tiny speck of dust off his navy blue suit. His white shirt hung completely untucked over his belt. He slouched his shoulders. He looked incredibly bored.

He reached into his pocket. He pulled out a small, wrapped strawberry candy. He popped it into his mouth. He chewed slowly.

"Well, the giant robot is gone," Ken mumbled lazily. He let out a loud yawn.

"That was a fun show. But I am totally ready to go home. I want to sit on a soft couch. Concrete rocks have zero lower back support." Javier did not hear him. The dark mage looked toward the center of the city. He smiled a very cruel, very wicked smile. His toxic purple eyes burned brightly in the shadows. He knew his ultimate backup plan was finally ready. Deep in the absolute center of the Bluemoon Kingdom, a dark plant pulsed with magic. It was the Neitherworld Devil Flower.

Javier had planted the dark seed earlier. The seed absorbed the intense magical energy from the recent battles. It drank the power from the defeated monsters. It fed on the chaos in the streets. The dark roots grew larger. They ripped through the cobblestone pavement. They dug deep into the dirt. The plant pulsed like a massive, unnatural heart. Thump. Thump. Thump. The Neitherworld Devil Flower finally reached full completion. The dark plant bloomed. It opened its massive, dark purple petals.

A brilliant, blinding beam of toxic purple light shot straight up into the sky. The beam pierced the clouds. The sky above the city instantly changed. The bright blue sky vanished. The clouds swirled violently. They turned completely black. The entire sky looked like a massive pool of spilled ink. The sun disappeared entirely. The city plunged into deep, dark shadows. You could be reading stolen content. Head to Royal Road for the genuine story. A loud clap of thunder echoed across the kingdom.

It did not sound like normal thunder. It sounded like a sharp, metallic screech. A single drop of rain fell from the black clouds. The raindrop landed directly on Ken's nose. Ken stopped chewing his candy. He crossed his eyes. He looked at the drop on his nose. He wiped it off with his finger. He looked at his hand. The rain was not clear water. The rain was totally black. It looked like thin, dark oil.

"This is completely unacceptable," Ken complained loudly. He wiped his finger on a piece of rubble.

"Black rain? This is a massive tragedy. My suit is going to get totally stained. Dry cleaning is incredibly expensive. I absolutely hate bad weather." The sky opened up. The black rain poured down in sheets. It washed over the ruined buildings. It splashed against the broken streets. It soaked the entire capital city. The dark water did not just fall on the streets. It fell on the normal citizens. Thousands of innocent people were hiding inside their homes. They hid under tables. They hid in their closets.

They wanted to stay safe from the monsters. But the old roofs of their houses were damaged from the battles. The black rain seeped through the cracks. It dripped through the wooden ceilings. It splashed onto their skin. The reaction was absolutely instant. A local baker hid behind his flour sacks. A drop of black rain hit his arm. The baker stopped shaking. He stood up perfectly straight. His brown eyes vanished entirely. His eyes turned a bright, toxic, glowing red. The dark magic flooded his brain.

His free will was completely erased. His mind shattered. The baker grabbed a massive wooden rolling pin. He let out a loud, mindless, animal-like scream. He kicked his front door open. He marched out into the black rain. A young blacksmith hid in his forge. The black rain touched his shoulder. His eyes turned glowing red. He lost his mind completely. He grabbed a huge metal hammer. He roared furiously. He ran out into the street. A school teacher dropped her books. Her eyes glowed red.

She grabbed a sharp piece of broken glass. She sprinted outside. The black rain influenced every single ordinary human in the city. It infected them with pure, unfiltered rage. It turned the peaceful citizens into a massive, violent, mindless mob. They did not feel pain. They did not feel fear. They only felt a burning desire to destroy everything in their path. Thousands of frenzied humans poured into the streets. They screamed loudly. The sound echoed like a massive wave of horror.

They ran toward the central plaza. They did not just attack the golden spirits. The frenzied mob attacked everything. They attacked the remaining Black Spirits. They attacked the shadow wolves. They punched the stone walls. They smashed wooden carts. It was pure, unadulterated chaos. A glowing red-eyed baker swung his rolling pin. He smashed a Black Spirit directly in the face. The shadow monster hissed and swung a dark sword. The baker did not dodge. He took the hit. He did not care.

He just swung his rolling pin again. A teacher tackled a shadow wolf. She used her bare hands. She completely ignored the beast's sharp fangs. The Black Spirits were totally confused. They were mindless monsters, but they did not understand this new threat. They tried to fight back. The massive human mob overwhelmed them completely. Ten ordinary citizens piled onto a single dark monster. They crushed the beast under their sheer volume. The plaza turned into a totally chaotic, three-way battlefield.

Black Spirits fought golden warriors. Frenzied humans fought Black Spirits. Frenzied humans fought the golden warriors. It was an absolute mess. Ken stood on his rock. He held a piece of broken concrete over his head. He used the concrete as a tiny umbrella to block the black rain.

"This is exactly like a zombie survival video game," Ken analyzed casually. He popped another strawberry candy into his mouth.

"The sky turns dark. The NPCs get infected. They start running around with farm tools. This is very unoriginal. I have played this game a hundred times. The developers really need new ideas."