《Strongest NPC Returns as a Player ( A NPC Evolution LITRPG)》Chapter 5: Culprits (Part 2)
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At the same time in the game, the NPC flared up his aura even more and looked towards the Goddess he made a mess of. He applied even more grip to her neck, to which cracking sounds can be heard.
“Now, now, I don’t like the looks you are giving me. You need some punishment for thinking too highly of yourself!!”
“Give me your hands.”
The NPC then caught those slender yet majestic hands, hands that represent the mighty strength of Goddess of war.
He then gave more strength to his grip as he slowly started to pull those hands towards him while placing his left leg on the abdomen of the goddess.
“Let’s see these hands of your that you are so proud of beings used as toilet cleaners.”
He laughed loudly as he said those words. The goddess, on the other hand, looked terrified. The NPC then shouted as he gave more strength to his grip.
His muscles bulged and veins popped from his shoulder to his palms. Even though he has the upper hand, the opponent is none other than a Supreme, a powerful one at that.
He, whose power is increasing constantly still, is not used to this ridiculous power. And so he thought….
“Should I use those Supremes as my punching bag?”
The ones who are hailed as the Strongest in the entire game would be the perfect opponent for him to test his powers on.
“Shouldn’t they take the responsibility for what they created?”
He chuckled as he remembered the ways he will butcher the Supremes, and now a chance came and the prey came itself without him doing anything.
“HAHHHH”
“N-NOOOOOO. S-STOPPP!! I-I B_BEG YOU!! PLEASE STOOOPP!!”
The goddess cried and begged for mercy continuously, but it did not faze the NPC. Soon, her muscles started to tear and cracking of bones can be heard.
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Crackle
“…!!”
For the goddess, it was a nightmare to listen to her own hands getting pulled from her body while also feeling the extreme pain with a spice of fear. The NPC, on the other hand, looked delightful as he basked into the thrill he felt when he saw the face of the goddess.
Pluck
He then plucked the arms of the goddess. Blood spurted as it covered the whole of the NPC, but the NPC already had a barrier deployed, saving him from getting covered into the blood of the goddess. He then opened a space mid-air and put the plucked arms into the space. The Space then disappeared, leaving no sign of arms there.
“A-AHHH… A-AH, AH-AHHAH”
The goddess screamed loudly while kneeling and at the same time tears of blood welled up from her already half-melted eyes. She tried to use healing magic, but nothing worked properly. The arms regenerated, but at a rate that will take more time.
“H-HOW DARE YOUUUU!! YOU SCUMMMM!!”
She then looked towards the NPC with blood-shot eyes, while cursing him. The NPC then approached her and….
Slap
“Stop being a bitch, or should I shove your hands into that sewer mouth of yours?”
The goddess looked towards the NPC with eyes so enraged that looked like they would come out of their sockets. Even after the humiliation she had gone through, the pride of being a Supreme still didn’t fade.
The NPC then caught her by her hair and lifted her up.
“Do you feel it now, the pain and fear and humiliation one goes through in a situation like this? Did you feel the pain I had to go through just for your little experiment?”
The NPC then threw her to the side and ignored the goddess, but the goddess shouted and cursed the NPC again and again, causing a vein to pop on his head.
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“Shut the fuck up, bitch!!”
The NPC then kicked the goddess’s face, breaking her nose and some teeth.
“Now sit here like a rag-doll and watch all your buddies become shits like you.”
He then turned away from the goddess and looked towards the kneeling Supremes.
“Now let me focus on you bugs.”
The Supremes who heard him tremble. But only five remained silent this whole time.
“Goddess, please save us!!”
“Goddess, free us!! Why are you tolerating a mortal like him? Kil-”
Slice
“…!!”
The NPC from behind sliced the neck of the Supreme who was appealing to the Supreme Goddess. Then the NPC absorbed the origin of the Supreme Being, which then let the body dissipate, eventually leaving only the dust behind.
“First of all, let me sort out the ones I want to kill. If you all want to spout bullshit like him, then feel free to do so. I will have more of you to absorb then.”
His pure innocent smile made all the Supremes shut their mouths.
He then sorted the Supremes who did not know about the NPC or those who never supported the plan for invading the reality and experimenting on him.
“Okay then, you all innocent Supremes can stay here, kneeling?”
As he said that, his aura took the shape of a giant hand which then pressed the Supremes, causing to get buried flat into the ground. Some even lose conscious as the pressure multiplied onto them.
The NPC then turned towards the real culprits of this whole mess.
“Now we are all good. So what do you want to say now? Feeling good seeing me like this?”
“…”
“What? Say something!”
“….”
The NPC, who asked the primary culprits the questions, get confused as no one of them said anything, even though he provoked them continuously.
“What the hell?”
The lingering silence confused him, but then goddess who was thrown like a trash bag spoke from behind.
“Y-your Dr-ragon ton-g-gue. Undo t-the D-dragon t-ton-gue!!”
“Oh, right!!”
Getting the clue about the problem, he then used his dragon tongue again to undo the previous one used on the Supremes.
“‘RISE’ and ‘SPEAK’.”
“Uhaa…”
“Koff-ff”
“Shall we have a nice little talk with the masterminds who created this mess?”
Only 5 Supremes were freed from the spell, which allowed them to speak, but they still remained silent, keeping their heads down like a child who was caught stealing. The leader of theirs, the Supreme Goddess strangely looked towards the NPC with strange eyes without the NPC ever noticing.
The NPC, who saw the Supremes being silent, grinned as he crackled his knuckles.
“You all won’t talk? Is this how are you going to be now, huh?”
The rage he felt when he still didn’t get the answer made him flare up his mana, causing the Supremes to instantly kneel in front of him.
“khhk...”
“So this is how it is going to be, huh? Then so be it. I have had enough of you all.”
***
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