I Reincarnated into a Game Filled with Mods – Chapter 156

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Translated By Arcane Translations
Translator: FusionX
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“I guess that’s enough for now. I’m tired, so I need to rest.”

Helga, having chopped five centipedes into 29 pieces, slumped against a nearby wall, looking exhausted.

Despite her words about being tired, her expression hadn’t changed from her usual demeanor.

It was unclear whether she was genuinely fatigued or simply creating an excuse for her subordinates to rest.

“What are you all doing, not resting?”

Seeing her urge her own subordinates to sit down, it seemed more likely to be the latter.

The remaining knights also settled down nearby, one by one. They flapped the chest areas of their bunny girl uniforms to release the heat, and adjusted their bunny ears and tails.

They had caught on to Helga’s intention, and more importantly, their Knight Commander had told them that if he annihilated the enemies that appeared here, there wouldn’t be any more reinforcements, so they could rest.

At first, they had been skeptical, but after witnessing how things had unfolded, the situation was terrifyingly accurate.

They had been led to believe they were being taken to a random cave, but it turned out to be in front of a Rune Dungeon. And not only that, but their commander knew the internal structure of the dungeon they had never been to, and even predicted where enemies would appear.

It was such an eerie experience that the absurd delusion of ‘did he conspire with the lord?’ flashed briefly through their minds.

Feelings bordering on awe, or even closer to shock, were growing rapidly.

Normally, even Helga wouldn’t have sat down in the middle of a dungeon, and her subordinates would have taken turns on guard duty even without an order.

But things were different now.

Everything was unfolding exactly as their Knight Commander had predicted, so they had become convinced that things would continue to do so.

“This conquest feels pretty good, right?”

“Pretty good? It’s way more than that! The Commander told us to choose our own designs, remember? We chose it ourselves, so it can’t just be ‘pretty good’.”

“Ah, that’s right. Usually, the Commander just decides everything for us, like back when we were with the Golden Twilight Knights. I was so surprised when he said we could choose this time.”

The pink bunny ears on the knights’ heads twitched repeatedly as they talked. Despite the fact that they were clearly headbands, no one questioned why they could twitch like real ears.

If you were wearing a bunny ear headband, you should obviously be able to make them twitch.

It was common sense.

While her subordinates chattered, Helga carefully checked the chest area of her uniform again, suppressing a soft moan that she had almost let out when her nipple grazed the fabric, and glanced at Nix.

“Keeheehee… heeheehee…”

Nix kept letting out that bizarre laugh as she crushed a centipede corpse into tiny pieces.

The centipede had been dead for a long time, so it didn’t react even when its body was ripped apart.

Conversely, it meant this woman was pointlessly defacing a corpse.

While everyone else rested, she was the only one doing such a strange thing, so everyone’s attention naturally focused on her.

Nix didn’t seem to care about the stares, and kept tearing at the corpse.

A few knights slightly frowned.

She had teleported them here in a few hours, and hadn’t caused any trouble at the castle, so they had thought she was a decent person. But seeing her act like this, it was clear she was a witch after all.

The fact that they had stopped at a slight frown and didn’t outright stop her was due to her generally decent image.

Nix finally stopped after breaking one centipede into a pile of pebbles, and then stood up.

She staggered towards a nearby wall, and leaned against it.

Helga and the other knights had all thought that Nix was going to grab another centipede corpse nearby, but it was unexpected.

Nix, with her knees bent, flailed her arms.

She seemed to want to hug her knees, but due to her absurdly large breasts and short stature, she couldn’t.

After flailing for a while, Nix seemed to give up, and instead of leaning against the wall, she awkwardly lay down on her side.

Her right breast was squashed by her left, making it look slightly flat.

“Hey, witch.”

“……Huh?”

Helga called out to Nix.

Nix, who had started to doze off just a few seconds after lying down, opened her eyes.

“I’m just curious, but is there any meaning to that action?”

Helga’s sword pointed at the pile of pebbles that had once been a centipede. The original form was completely gone.

“Like… a ritualistic meaning, or maybe you’re trying to get magic materials. Something like that.”

“……”

Nix stared blankly at Helga after hearing her question, then suddenly giggled,

“Keeheehee.”

“Keeheehee. It doesn’t mean anything?”

“……Huh?”

“Ah, to be more precise, it doesn’t mean anything ‘here’.”

“It doesn’t mean anything ‘here’? What does that even mean?”

Nix ignored Helga’s question and turned to face the wall. It meant she didn’t want to answer anymore.

Helga stared at her back in bewilderment, then rested her chin on her knees, losing interest.

She had probably just done it for no reason, and since saying she did it for no reason would make her look bad, she had given a plausible answer.

It was obvious.

‘Why did the Commander bring a woman like that…?’

That doubt briefly crossed her mind, but Helga soon yawned and pushed it away. That person must have had some intention.

Thinking about the Commander naturally made her think about how he was fighting a monster alone in the Rune Dungeon below.

When he had said that, she had thought it was a joke, but it wasn’t.

‘I’m sure he’s doing fine.’

She wasn’t particularly worried.

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—Thwack!

The cheerful sound of metal clashing against metal echoed, and my body was pushed back a great distance.

I jammed the tip of my sword into the ground.

Crack-!

The blade cut through the ground, slowing my momentum.

I pulled out Wingless Nightmare again.

There was no time to hesitate. As soon as I drew my sword, the centipede-shaped train spewed black smoke from its smokestack and charged at me.

Or maybe it was a train-shaped centipede.

Actually, it didn’t really matter which one it was.

It was enough that its appearance was so unpleasant that it made my hair stand on end.

The centipede legs that had sprouted from the wheels pounded the ground as it charged, and its body rippled from side to side.

Its gaze, fixed on me, was still grotesque. Its eyebrows were raised in anger, but its pupils were still round. And its mouth was a straight line.

Each part of its body was unnatural.

Below its mouth, the headlights clicked like a lower jaw.

I raised Wingless Nightmare again.

It was a charge pattern, but this time, I had to deflect it, not dodge.

The moment its headlights crossed each other, I swung my arm.

Clang!

The headlights, which were about to converge in the middle, were deflected to the side with a sharp sound

At the same time, its trajectory changed.

The head, which had been heading directly towards me, suddenly swerved right in front of me. Like a train on tracks with a switched rail, its body brushed past me.

I swung Wingless Nightmare at the centipede-like legs.

‘This is terrible.’

It was definitely the same form I had seen countless times during the Rock Centipede boss fight, but for some reason, it was much more disgusting now.

Looking at it made me feel like something was crawling on my skin.

I tried to shake off that feeling and swung my sword. After hitting it four times, the blue train centipede scuttled away with a ‘shhh’ sound.

I took a stance and reduced my battle fatigue. Its head turned to face me again. A few of the segments at the end of its tail rose into the air.

The legs at the very back of it rose sharply.

It lifted its tail like a scorpion, and then slammed it down towards me.

I rolled away to avoid it.

‘No, is that even a centipede?’

I had gotten used to it in the game, but seeing it in real life, it was utterly ridiculous.

What kind of centipede would raise its head and look down at its enemy like a snake, and even swing its tail vertically like a scorpion?

My mind was confused, but my body reacted.

After rolling twice as I had done in the game, I found myself right in front of its head.

I was about to swing my sword reflexively, but I hesitated for a moment when I saw its gaze fixate on me again.

Even though I had seen this face countless times, I still couldn’t get used to it.

I calmed my mind and slashed at its head with Wingless Nightmare.

The blue tip of my sword grazed its lower jaw.

—Thwack!

At that moment, I heard a much more cheerful sound than before.

The part of the lower jaw that I had hit caved inward, and then the pointed tail that had been raised up drooped downward, and its body stretched out.

I realized what was happening.

It was what was called a ‘stagger’. It was something that could be seen when a ‘weak point’ that existed on some bosses was continuously damaged.

It didn’t exist on human-type bosses, and only existed on monster-type bosses.

Since monster-type bosses were essentially impossible to parry, it was a way to set up a similar countermeasure.

Of course, it wasn’t exactly the same as a parry.

A parry’s damage was proportional to the enemy’s maximum HP and wasn’t reduced by resistance, but the damage from an attack after a stagger was proportional to the attacker’s attack power and was reduced by resistance.

But it was still much more damage than a normal attack, so I couldn’t miss this opportunity.

I forcefully plunged Wingless Nightmare into the caved-in part of its gray head.

—Shhhhh!

The moment I plunged my sword in, a black steam billowed out from the smokestack on its head.

I pushed Wingless Nightmare up to the crossguard and pushed hard with my shoulder.

Despite the difference in size between us, it fell over sideways.

Dozens of legs flailed in the air.

I pulled out my sword and backed away.

After flailing for a while, it lifted its body. And then, it spewed out black steam again and looked at me.

—Crack!

Its head flipped 180 degrees.

Its mouth was now where its eyes had been, and its eyes were where its mouth had been.

The black pupil of its eye rotated and then faced me again.

The coal in its coal car tumbled out.

At the same time, the range of its pupil slowly increased. In return, its sclera gradually decreased.

Finally, the white of its eyes completely disappeared from its gaze.

I felt a chill, but then I realized why it looked like that and managed to calm myself down.

Its HP was definitely below 5%. It was even trembling, so it was definitely below 5%.

In the original game, when its HP dropped below 5%, the armor on its head would break and its movements would become extremely slow, and it would take amplified damage.

If it had gotten to this point, it was almost dead.

If that was the case, it meant now was my chance.

I held Wingless Nightmare firmly and pulled it to my right side. And then, I prepared to use the special ability of Wingless Nightmare, which had the magic attribute.

The blue color of the blade became even stronger.

While I did that, the blue steam locomotive, which was half-broken, was coming towards me, its head flipped upside down, its eyes dyed black.

The headlights that flickered on and off collided right in front of its eyebrows.

I gathered my magic to its limit, and then removed my left hand from the handle and raised my right hand to shoulder height.

The blade trembled and glowed with a deep blue light.

Step-

I took a step forward. And then I extended my right arm forward.

With the blade of Wingless Nightmare as a staff, a blue whirlwind was unleashed.

The blue whirlwind that flew straight forward hit the head of the blue train that was stumbling towards me.

—Kachhh!

And then, it completely ripped it apart.

The blue whirlwind ripped off about a third of its head and didn’t stop.

It then went almost halfway through its body, shattering the segment where the first coal car was located, and then scattered into the air.

It trembled for a moment, and then couldn’t get up and just sat down. It had been ripped apart by half, so it was hard for it to stay up.

The eyes that had been filled with sclera returned to normal. The half-remaining mouth rose towards the eyes again, forming a smiling face.

But since the face was still flipped, it looked like it was crying.

The blue steam locomotive, which had returned to its smiling face, spewed out one last puff of gray smoke from its smokestack, and then stopped completely.

That damn little train engine, no, the Rock Centipede boss fight was over. Its body slowly began to collapse.

I internally prayed that this was the last mod of this kind, and walked towards the rune stone that was emitting a soft green light.

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