CXnovel Chapter 282: The Crushing
Chapter 282: The Crushing
"Calamity-Class?! This... this violates every protocol of reality!"
Every one of the Anomaly's hundreds of eyes vibrated with a primal, systemic
terror. The aura radiating from Bochi wasn't just power; it was a higher-order
logic that induced a biological "Error" in the Entity's very core.
Bochi didn't bother responding to the pest's confusion. Its voice was flat and
authoritative.
"Shadow One."
The command had barely registered before the shadow at Sora's feet began to
undulate. A pitch-black silhouette surged from the ground with a velocity that
bypassed linear movement.
The Anomaly didn't even have the bandwidth to react.
The phantom was already at Sora's side, its dark arm wrapping around her waist.
Sora felt the world turn into a blurred strobe of light as her weight vanished.
The next micro-second, she was lying on the concrete ten meters behind Bochi.
Shadow One stood beside her, silent and unmoving, a sentinel of the Void.
"What—?!"
The Anomaly froze. Not a single one of its eyes had captured the extraction.
Sora, too, was struck dumb; her lungs were still struggling to restart after the
near-asphyxiation, and she could only gasp as she stared at the center of the
hall.
Bochi remained in its position, hands shoved casually into the pockets of its
Academy uniform, its wide-eyed, innocent smile unchanged.
"It appears the disparity in our parameters is... significant," the girl-avatar
mused.
The Anomaly finally snapped out of its stupor. Its child had been taken. Its
"Precious Investment"—the center of its parasitic love—had been snatched from
its grasp.
"RETURN... MY... DAUGHTER!!"
A piercing shriek, saturated with enough dark Od to shatter glass, tore through
the apartment.
The Entity discarded its human mask entirely. Its frame expanded with a
sickening squelch, flesh proliferating in a chaotic, cancerous mass. Hundreds of
arms erupted from its torso, and at the end of each hand sat a weeping human
face. The faces were a mosaic of the "Ordinary"—men, women, children—all wailing
the same scripted line in a dissonant chorus:
"GIVE HER BACK!" "GIVE HER BACK!" "GIVE HER BACK!"
The arms lunged forward like a flood of rotten tree roots, whistling through the
air. They bypassed Bochi, aiming directly for the vulnerable Sora. The sheer
kinetic energy behind the strike was enough to pulverize an armored legion into
meat-paste.
Sora's pupils contracted. She tried to move, but her physiology was locked in a
state of terminal fatigue. She could only watch the wall of reaching hands
expand in her vision.
Ten meters. Five. Three.
Just as the first hand was about to graze her skin, Bochi raised its right hand.
Behind its shoulder, space itself split open in a jagged, vertical seam.
In the next heartbeat, a monolithic obsidian arrow shot from the rift.
BOOM!
The projectile struck the Anomaly with the force of a falling star. The impact
launched the monstrosity backward, smashing it through three successive concrete
walls before pinning it squarely to a structural pillar in a room Sora had never
seen.
The reaching hands stalled mid-air, falling limp like puppets with severed
strings.
The apartment fell into a heavy, ringing silence. Sora stared at the scene, her
brain unable to process the data.
What was that? Where did the projectile manifest from? Why is there a spatial
fracture? How can a child wield the power of a God?
In the far room, the Anomaly thrashed against the pillar. The monolithic arrow
had punched through its core; black, oily ichor bled from the wound.
But it refused to succumb. It used its remaining limbs to claw at the concrete,
the sound of its nails against the stone a grating, ear-bleeding screech.
Methodically, agonizingly, it began to pull its mangled frame from the obsidian
bolt.
"KILL YOU!" "I WILL LIQUIDATE YOU!" "RETURN MY DAUGHTER!!"
The Entity's voice was a raspy, maddened shriek. As it slid free of the arrow,
its body began to bloat once more—growing even larger than before, its mass
pressing against the ceiling until the floor above began to buckle. Thousands of
new faces sprouted from its surface, weeping, roaring, and accusing the world of
its "Unfairness."
Bochi watched the Anomaly rise, a flicker of genuine surprise touching its
violet eyes.
"Oh?"
"A mere Tier 4 pest... and yet you possess such durable parameters?"
Hearing this, Sora nearly suffered a secondary heart attack. The 'flavorless
pest' you mentioned on the first day... was THIS THING?!
Bochi tapped its chin, its expression one of academic curiosity.
"If that is the case..."
"Let's attempt Auntie Lust's method of extraction."
Bochi raised its hand again. This time, a microscopic point of black light
manifested in its palm. The mote expanded rapidly, taking the shape of a
miniature, violet-flamed skull.
The skull unhinged its jaw, letting out a silent, spiritual scream. The
concussive wave of mental pressure made Sora's head throb.
Then, it was launched.
The projectile moved with a deceptive, gliding pace. The Anomaly saw the danger
and prepared a tactical retreat, but the logic was flawed. In the next
micro-second, the skull manifested directly in front of the Entity, clamping its
jaws onto the creature's primary mass.
The more the Anomaly thrashed, the deeper the skull bit.
The Entity used its hundreds of arms to batter the skull, trying to dislodge the
parasite, but every blow landed with a dull, useless thud. The violet skull was
absolute—it felt no pain, it knew no fatigue, and it didn't stop drinking.
"NO!" "STOP IT!" "I ONLY WANTED A DAUGHTER!" "I ONLY WANTED AN OBEDIENT CHILD!"
"WHY DOES NO ONE UNDERSTAND ME?!"
The Anomaly's voice grew thin and pathetic. Its gargantuan mass shrank visibly
as its Od was methodically siphoned away. Finally, when it had been reduced back
to the size of a standard human woman, the biting ceased.
The energy skull let out a spectral belch and drifted back to Bochi, dissolving
into a cloud of shimmering violet motes.
The Anomaly slumped to the floor, terminal. Its frame was a ruin of cracks and
leaking fissures.
Bochi walked over. Its gait was light, as if taking a stroll through a park. It
stopped before the broken Entity, looking down with a detached gaze.
The Anomaly lifted its head, using the last of its logic to stare at Bochi with
a pleading intensity.
"Please..." it rasped. "Return my child... I only wanted a family... a
submissive, perfect family that would never deviate... Is that request... so
irrational?"
Blood-red tears leaked from its sockets, carving dark tracks through the grime
on its face.
Bochi knelt, extending a finger to poke the Anomaly's forehead.
"Do not waste my bandwidth with your 'Feelings' talk. I am a Slime. I do not
subscribe to your narrative errors."
Bochi stood up and extended its right hand. In its palm, a massive,
sapphire-blue vortex manifested, rotating with a hungry, gravitational pull.
[Authority: The Devourer] ignited.
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