It's a surprisingly difficult task to find a convenient place to spy. One that offers enough comfort and also allows you to devote yourself entirely to unjustified stalking. All for the sake of spying on the guards through an artifact that vaguely resembles a smartphone with a couple of cracks on the display and cobwebs instead of iron.
That's quite a challenge.
At least that's what I thought, until I found a relatively intact chair in the operating room. It's comfortable to sit on, especially with your ankle on your knee and your back on the sturdy support.
— After cutting off the eighth and fifth tentacles, the specimen showed an increase in temperature, an increase in the nervous system response, and a deterioration in reaction speed. I continue to observe — an operation to dissect a special subspecies of squid was taking place next to me.
The chimera, molded from the flesh of several monsters, was clearly not spared.
Umbra's hands took the animal from the Anthill. There are a couple of safe areas near the second section of the lab that we use for storage, but I'm amazed that such weak NPCs would even venture down there without my knowledge.
They truly have no fear.
"I'm starting to cut off the fourth and eighth," Gueira said indifferently, starting up something like a circular saw.
The item looks awfully familiar, but there is no electricity in Nazarick. An emerald gem filled with magical energy serves as an alternative energy source to keep the blade spinning. If I remember correctly, I bought a similar item for fun during the Alchemist's Sinister Secret event.
"The implantation of sharp fangs, as well as a pointed beak, goes without complications," the third torturer plays the mad scientist well, making neat and carefully verified cuts in the area between the tentacles and the head.
"I'm replacing the ink with a paralyzing poison that sprays ten meters, according to preliminary data," Voga was performing a dangerous task next to him, capable of harming everyone, including himself. I understand that there is always a risk of getting paralyzed yourself if you don't follow safety precautions.
"There is a proposal to replace his circulatory system, adapting it to pump blood that is poisonous to other creatures," the last participant in the operation cheerfully suggested.
- Hmm... - thought Eika, who had a helmet in the shape of an aqualung. - Sounds good, let's try it.
It's better not to be distracted by their experiments.
The guys are loud, but very helpful, trying to make my life easier by collecting the necessary information to create more dangerous creatures. I was unable to create "NEH" due to the workload on the deadline. And I really wanted to add joy to the players during the server closure, starting a kind of Ragnarok. However, with assistants it will be easier for me to achieve an impossible goal, I hope they will continue to improve their skills and grow above themselves. They will need a lot of "training material", well, I will think about the lack of resources in my spare time.
Now there is some movement in the throne room, and extraneous sounds can be ignored.
"I have a date with him!" Shalltear twirled around happily, greatly annoying the girls around her, like a boastful child from a rich family teasing poor children.
"Shut up!" the succubus screamed with a distorted face.
"Oh, it seems you'll have to try hard to catch up with me," hiding a sly smile under her palm, the vampire wanted to play a complex symphony on the nerves of the guard general.
From what I've seen, I can see that the NPCs are quite self-confident. They allow themselves to be impudent and make mean jokes when communicating with each other, which means I shouldn't expect civil strife anytime soon.
What do they use to maintain peace? Probably, each guard was given an order, and if you kill a guard, it is tantamount to declaring war on the supreme ruler who previously gave these orders.
No body, no execution of the order, which means the lord's plans are undermined.
- What did you yelp? - Emitting material pressure, Albedo managed to cause interference, preventing my artifact from reading the situation there.
Overall, it's quite interesting.
Albedo and Shalltear are arguing about the man. It's understandable. The lady in the white dress is the leader of my fan club, and the gothic Lolita is completely obsessed with a thousand and one fetishes. The vampire thinks I fit most of them; for better or worse.
This artifact is a good thing.
The voice is transmitted almost without interference, but it's a pity that there are no headphones. External noises are very annoying, but in the laboratory it is not so easy to find a chair and a room for safe observation.
The operating room is the best solution, but the monster on the operating table went berserk, it seems like he was injected with something from a metal syringe. Probably, a metal needle would cause severe pain to a person too.
If you don't try, you won't know
— As expected from the most insidious, evil and mysterious of all forty-two supreme beings, — the first to express his opinion normally was Demiurge. — My creator claimed that there is no being more dangerous and cruel than him — it is rare to see delight in someone else's cruelty. Considering the direction of our guild — an association of evil heteromorphs, whom players often oppressed, the guards must have a certain dislike for any manifestation of a product of light; a person or a phenomenon.
- Oh, my creator responded the same way, - Aura intervened in the conversation. - Oh, that's right, she seemed to be in love with him! - After thinking for a second, the elf, with a snap of her fingers, dropped a bomb not only on the guards, but on me as well.
- In love? - For a second, Albedo lost her face and fell into a cartoonish state of horror, but most likely remembering that out of forty-two creatures, only I remained, she quickly calmed down. - Oh, right, she's not with us, - sighing with relief, the succubus did not immediately notice that she had said something offensive to Mare and Aura. - Oh, I mean, I'm sorry... I didn't want to bring up the topic of all the other creators leaving us...
An amazing display of guilt.
There was a moment of silence, during which each guard paid respect to the departed creators. There is nothing to be done about it, long-lasting connections rarely exist in the world, at least they did. If we are not stuck in the game, but are transferred to another world with new bodies, then we can live for more than one thousand years. In any case, I will exist as long as there is organic life on the planet or I am not destroyed.
- I got some fresh poison! - I didn't even notice how one of my subordinates left the operating room and then returned.
Not alone, along with a dark barrel capable of holding, judging by the smell, the venom of the scorpion king. How do I know this smell? Some kind of assessment skill is triggered automatically. What is more interesting is how the other workers prepared thin straws made of orichalcum. They are not planning to create an improvised IV drip before my eyes, are they? No, its creation is already in progress.
"It's good that the Lord now belongs exclusively to me," Shalltear swallowed, deciding to break the moment of silence. Somewhere, her creator began to cry. I wonder if his older sister is still making fun of him? He hasn't spoken to Peperoncino for a month, as he drowned in deadlines.
- You whore!
- What, are you jealous because you weren't given the honor?
Kurumi decided to intervene in the conversation between Albedo and Shalltear.
- Well, well, calm down, my father still loves me more than anyone else - an instant and merciless attack, striking all nearby targets at once with critical damage.
As expected from my Kurumi.
You are amazing!
- You... you... - the jealous fan found a new target for threats, but broke her teeth on it faster than she could realize it. Being the only creator who stayed with them until the very end - do not forget that I have certain "favorites" that I created personally.
Favorites…
Like the guys in front of me, using flesh magic to save the life of a test chimera. The experiment with poison released into the bloodstream of a sea chimera was doomed to failure. The sea creatures had not encountered the poison underwater, so they had not developed immunity or, in simple terms, resistance.
Plus, sea chimeras have a debuff while they are on the surface.
It is best to conduct these experiments in a water tank, adding healing potions mixed with diluted scorpion king venom. This poison is a very powerful weapon, it should be noted, and very expensive. You can't buy something like this in the cities of Yggdrasil, only at in-game auctions.
"Lady Kurumi, I am a great admirer of the Lord of Dawn, may I ask you the best way to approach him?" The modesty of a true vampire died before its own birth. While her rival gulped air in slight anger, Shalltear was already building bridges with my favorite.
"I don't even know…" the girl in the beautiful dark dress said thoughtfully, looking up at the high ceiling and putting her index finger to her lips. "He likes to look at the large collection of dresses on me, as well as all sorts of nonsense…" my neon-colored slit in my helmet moved closer to the artifact to see and hear everything better. "He uses all sorts of suspicious tentacles… For something like that…" feigning slight shock and her own disbelief, she clearly decided to demonstrate all her acting skills in practice. "And then…"
- Enough!
Albedo blushed and asked for it to stop, while Shalltear fell to her knees and pressed her legs tightly.
- Ha... Ha... Ha... I'm a little wet... - the girl answered modestly, shyly turning away from the others, and in the process catching her breath as if after a long marathon. At the same time, she pressed hard on the area of her lower abdomen.
- You are pathetic...
- And where is the pity, Madam Leader?
"Perhaps," Kurumi continued thoughtfully. "You will remain outsiders, okay, I'm going to guard that nasty place with your favorite fetishes," glancing briefly at the miniature figure of the vampire, my creation decided to shorten the path to the eighth floor using immateriality.
How cheating is this skill, and also allows you to literally take out the entire treasury of Nazarick.
"Hey, wait, a-a-a-ah, what a b-tch… b-tch…" Gritting her teeth, the guard general tried to transfer her thoughts from her head to her tongue, but was afraid to do this in front of her subordinates, who might blurt out something unnecessary in front of me.
Wonderful!
"Sister, let's leave quickly," Mare suggested after looking at the frightening women.
"Exactly, an important mission from Lord Dawn!" Aura excitedly remembered the business, slamming her fists together, like a student remembering an exam an hour before it starts.
In parallel with the conversation between the brother and sister, the male group was heading towards the exit.
"Women's affairs," Demiurge nodded understandingly, heading out of the throne room in the company of Sebas and Cocytus. "Three candidates for a wife, a war for supremacy can flare up like a forest fire."
"Shhhh..." Cocytus decided to speak out, breathing out frosty steam. "Mr. Bondrewd is the most dangerous of all the creators, and also a terrifying fighter, capable of fighting an entire army. I remember the legends of his grand battle on the sixth underground floor against a thousand invaders.
"Indeed, his two laboratories in Nazarick are dangerous in themselves, and with a strong leader capable of directing all this power towards a specific goal, our future seems bright," Demiurge, who was actively waving his hand during the conversation, paused for a moment and frowned. "I am ashamed, but I cannot comprehend even a fraction of Mr. Bondrewd's plans yet. A powerful strengthening of Nazarick's security, reconnaissance by chimeras, and his own sortie. There is something more to it," a dangerous trait, inflating the balloon more than necessary, but this is the misfortune of all geniuses who try to understand everything.
- Do not blaspheme, the plans of the Father of all Chimeras cannot be comprehended in our current form of existence - new titles are growing by leaps and bounds, but to hear them from the King of Parasites...
Interesting.
"You are both right," Sebas decided to join the conversation, having almost reached the exit of the hall where two girls were already arguing, one of whom was currently supposed to be conducting a census. "As hard as it is for me to say this, since my creator symbolized justice… but Lord Bondrewd is the deepest abyss. If you look at it for long enough…"
"She will look into you…" Demiurge nodded contentedly, adjusting his glasses. "And that is precisely why I want to improve myself, to at least for a moment comprehend her magnificence," the Archdevil's dreams are as dark as they are wonderful.
Great.
Simply magnificent.
Spying on them has paid off in full, and I now have a good understanding that the guards are capable of cooperating with each other, and are not planning to plot against each other. They can be left alone during their own reconnaissance, and nothing out of the ordinary will happen.
I am sure of it.
Taking my eyes off the screen and looking ahead, I realized that I was no longer completely sure.
There are still these active guys left.
- We've run out of poison. This is bad, the specimen shows no signs of life, but all parts are installed correctly. Pass the sample to the elder lich for resurrection, what code name should we give the new life form?
- Don't know…
- Mr. Bondrewd.
Umbra's hands looked at me expectantly, giving me the right to name their new creation. It started out as a squid, but a fishing enthusiast from Yggdrasil caught it and put it up for auction, along with other sea creatures. I bought them all and upgraded them, then stored them in the safe storage of the Anthill. And now this creature's blood has been replaced with poison, and its ink with tranquilizer.
Strengthen and modernize, complete and replace.
— Red Devil, — I took the name from my past world, where there was a large squid that could amputate a person's arm in the blink of an eye. — You can give the lich the scroll of undead raising from my storage. This cutie is capable of exceeding our wildest expectations, — I'll find out the result later, maybe I'll be able to breed more new life forms.
- Ah, what a stunning name.
- As expected from Mr. Bondrewd!
— You need to work harder.
— If only there were more material...
"There are technical works on the surface to strengthen security. Until the underground tunnel is built, you are forbidden to leave Nazarick. And try not to go too deep into the Anthill. You are not the weakest, but it is better not to take risks," - of all the supreme beings, I can be called the most careless. Few could create a laboratory inside their own home, posing a danger to all its residents.
Hm…
Leaning thoughtfully against the back of the chair, I began to think...
I need to test a couple of artifacts while the others are working, and there is time before the sortie. After that, I can take a look at the new world myself. It's been a long time coming, but I never got around to it.
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