Epic Of Caterpillar Chapter 589
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After talking with the Gods, I decided to move on to another issue, as I glanced from atop the Palace towards the citizens of the High Siren Nation, each one of them was quickly moving inside the portals created by my perfect clones stationed in the streets, carrying their things inside their Item Boxes, for the most part, most seemed rather happy by moving out of their Nation, perhaps due to the influence of my charm.
They moved across my Inner Realm: Soul World, where they reached the dark world inside, which was shrouded in floating souls and a large dungeon with purple-colored bricks, the Dream Attribute Dungeon that I had created there.
Recently, after having acquired the full Divinity of Geggoron, this dungeon seemed to have upgraded and extended even longer across the Inner Realm. The Boss Monsters seemed to have strengthened and even more 'gates' to Dream Worlds appeared, these Dream Worlds seemed sporadic, appearing, and disappearing at whim… Perhaps they were something related to my Divinity, perhaps the residual power creates the pocked Dream Worlds, maybe I should try to assimilate them into my main one instead of letting them appear and disappear.
Moving my consciousness to where my clones inside my Empire were, I find myself as another clone, helping Wall, the original one, expand herself even further, this time, alongside summoning thousands of slimes for her to eat, I also gave her tons of my flesh, which I was able to generate almost endlessly. There were also many materials generated through my Creation Skill, which served as her mass to expand herself. Lastly, I also began to summon the latest monsters I had, in batches of two hundred, these were Thunder Dragons, Thunder Wyverns, and Zombie Dragons, their strength was comparable to Lesser Dragons, which were around Rank 12 of the Mortal Realm at full strength.
Wall happily assimilated them alongside their souls and energy, becoming larger and finally reaching a good amount of mass, my own flesh helped a lot, there were also other of my Slime Clones, those dedicated to self-replication of mass to be made into food for my Empire, which generated large and fleshy appendages, cutting them, and feeding them to Wall, which grew and grew further.
She was pretty much an important member of my Empire, she was our insurance against most treats aside from the Gods themselves, and thanks to her, perhaps, the surrounding Kingdoms think twice before attacking us. Although, they only must know about her being some kind of wall golem… but not her entire capabilities, which are mostly kept as a secret.
After the commotion, Wall had created enough space. She now extended over dozens of kilometers around our territory, of course, the vassal nations were far from us, but those were also protected by her own clones, beings similar to the small Wall that is often with Mao and the rest.
"Hmmm! Master's flesh is very delicious! I feel like I can expand even further!" said Wall, with the voice of an adorable girl.
"That's enough for now, Wall. Thanks for your cooperation" I said through one of my body clones.
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"No problem Master!"
Calculating Wall's strength would be quite hard, but she should be as strong as me in various regards, she had immense amounts of stats all around, except speed, she had devastating skills and magic, the ability to shapeshift if necessary, her size was perhaps dozens of times bigger than Elder Dragons or Giants, and more… She most likely was comparable to the Realm of Gods in various aspects except lacking a Divine Aura and well… Divine Energy. Even a God would have a hard time killing her due to her enormous Health Points and seemingly no weak point at all, she did not have a heart, nor vital organs, and could regenerate any lost mass…
Perhaps Wall was my strongest creation, a being that would surely protect the Empire from anything… If she ever becomes a Goddess… what will her Divinity be?
I shifted my consciousness amongst the many clones I had and their alter egos and split minds inside, and glanced across many bodies as the new citizens were being guided around the Empire.
When the Nation of High Sirens was finally emptied, Yvnei seemed a bit saddened, but that changed quickly to surprise and disbelief as I used Golem Creation to transform the entire City into a Golem and then move it inside the newly opened territory amongst my Empire, where the entire city was placed with some restyling.
By the way, the entire Empire at this point is a conjunction of many enormous Golems, all of them have their own stats by the way, and although they are not as strong as Wall, if they were to all merge together, they might at least share her endurance to an extent… though I was planning in merging them with her at some point, if there is even the necessity of fighting against an army of dozens of Gods, maybe.
The Empire Castle is also quite strong, and it could be said that the Dungeon itself is alive, though not exactly as a golem, just its own thing that expands across the Realm of Vida, and whenever I connect it with a new Dungeon.
The only thing that remained now was the palace where we were, everything was left completely empty.
"GAH! I-ITS ALL GONE!" shouted Yvnei in disbelief.
"Don't worry, Yvnei, the city was transported to Kireina-sama's Empire" said Goghesdum.
"Yeah, both of our big cities were sent there as well! So don't worry" said Odanth.
"D-Don't worry? Haahh… O-Okay, I guess…" muttered Yvnei as she sighed.
"We could take you into a trip there whenever Kireina-sama allows it," said Goghesdum.
"For now, I would like you three to tell me more about the fourth and last Elder Dragon in here…" I said, interrupting their small chatting.
"Ah, my little Nannet, she's a very good and responsible girl," said Goghesdum.
"Little sister Nannet? Are you going there as well, Kireina-sama? Are there monsters like the ones that attacked my nation going towards hers? We should hurry!" said Yvnei.
"I do feel the presence of creatures similar directly going towards there, so we better hurry… let's talk about her while we go there," I said, as my family had finished having breakfast, the Arachne Maids swiftly cleaned the tables and then went back to my Empire through the portal that connected me with my clone in my Empire, and then I converted the whole Palace into a golem, which I also stuffed inside my Inner Realm, moving it to the Empire, and putting it right in the middle of the 'new' High Siren City.
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Then, I stuffed all of my family and the Elder Dragons inside of my Inner Realm: Soul World as I shapeshifted into a large metallic snake, resembling an arrow, which should grant me a greater speed while traveling through the artificial sky of the dungeon.
Activating a dozen boosting Skills, I flew like a metallic arrow towards the High Gillman Nation (city) governed by the Elder Dragon Nannet, while being led by Goghesdum' words that resonated inside of my Inner Realm, where I could hear everything inside if I concentrated my consciousness into it.
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Begudhur felt anew.
His body resonated with the power of something he had never experienced before. It felt better than any Hero he parasitized than any monster he stole their powers from.
The System had somehow rewarded him for his metamorphosis… he knew that he would go through something that he had never experienced before, but he never thought that he would become this powerful after doing so, he never imagined that his entire being as a whole would simply turn into something new.
He was even called as a Primordial Beast, a World's Enemy… with such a title, just what was he really now?
Begudhur surged from within his cocoon, breaking it apart wildly while feeling and sensing his new and elongated body, that of an enormous and limbless worm
A gigantic creature that perhaps was more enormous than Titans, his entire body could barely fit inside the Dungeon area where he had closed himself for his metamorphosis…
Begudhur glanced at his changes with great awe, his entire body ached with power and voracity.
He glanced at his skin, which became purple, covered in countless purple scales, similarly to armor, which seemed impenetrable. His head was that of a grotesque worm with thousands of razor-sharp teeth spiraling towards the inside of his maw. His eyes were over a hundred, all spread across his body, his eyesight had increased tremendously since he 'awakened'.
The thickness of his body was at least up to fifty meters, the muscles that made it up were sturdy and strong, pulsating with veins that spread sacred blood below his sharp, armor-like scales.
He had no pointy tail, but it was meaty and round, Begudhur felt the sudden urge to devour his own tail as if that were to be his task.
Begudhur was no longer a simple Demigod whose divinity was Parasitism… No, he was no longer a Demigod either, he had become an existence of its own now, a World's Enemy, the Primordial Beast.
Long in the past were the days when he was a simple parasite that could not attack its own, that it always needed to parasitize a body to use his power and to attack others… long before are the days where it needed to be pathetic vermin to be someone, log before is the days that he needed to slither across the ground…
He was now so enormous that not even gods could see him from above, they all had to raise their heads to admire his greatness… he had finally reached his destiny, the one he always felt that lacked within him.
The primal desire within his rotten heart, that of taking over the entire world, that of parasitizing and devour everything, he knew that it was this, this was what made him what he is now.
The desires were not simply a manifestation of his divinity, they were not simply the primal instincts of a monster like him, who raised to godhood through parasitism… No, such desires held a mystical purpose, Begudhur's mind was enlightened at that very moment.
He was meant for more than just a pathetic parasite, he was meant for way more than he had ever thought before… fate had blessed his path, everything matched together, Kireina appearing and weakening his seal, and then her showing him the powers that could let him breakthrough the barrier that he had… the one that he needed to break through to reach a new stage of existence.
Begudhur was no longer Begudhur, he was now named Uroboros, the Chaotic Insatiable Worm of Self-Gluttony. Begudhur, no Uroboros glanced at his own tail, and as an insatiable beast, he bit into it.
As he bit into it, he felt new power constantly surge within himself, he was becoming shrouded in power, a primal power that could break through what was considered power in the world of Genesis.
His body surged and exploded in more power as he kept gulping down his own tail, endlessly and insatiably.
Then, Uroboros felt a breakthrough in strength, similarly to how he would advance through his Godhood Ranks… what Rank could he be as of now?
He stopped satiating his hunger, as he glanced at his status.
"God Rank! I have become a God?! And at Rank 3… How could such an event increase my cultivation by such an immense amount?! But now… my power feels stagnant, although immense, I cannot simply stay as I am, I must devour and parasitize! To become the strongest, to conquer and dominate the world… I shall become the only one at the peak of Genesis! I will devour it entirely!"
Uroboros was drowned in greatness, and as his body slowly began to move outside of the Dungeon, his powerful energy that even made the dungeon tremble continuously was perceived by Zudig and Kheseerad.
"That energy… That is not a simple Divine Aura, isn't it?" asked Kheseerad.
"It seems that we are quite late… Begudhur had become something that not even I have achieved yet… That only makes me want to devour him even more now!" laughed Zudig.
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