Chapter 70 Worms

I found myself back in the desert again, the worm's presence that I had felt so long ago now clear in my mind.

I could feel the murderous rage even more clearly now than I had before. Death glares had focused upon my being, however the oppression that I remembered was no longer there instead replaced by a confidence gained from experience.

The first time that I was sent here I was not prepared, suffering death after death as I struggled to survive but now I was prepared.

My immediate reaction was to deny the worm's existence from reality but when I tried to do that the worm had some sort of innate anchor that disallowed me to do that.

It seemed like they were anchored so much into this reality that despite the power I put into deleting it from reality it was able to resist.

That was no problem, even if my first plan had failed I had others. I was no stranger to direct combat so with a flash of light a sword was in my hand.

To the world around me, even to myself, for that was the next step to not only fool the world but to fool even the self, the sword was real.

With the sharpest edge that could be imagined it appeared. Golden light appeared around it matching my fur.

With an enhanced jump I was in the air, my sword poised to pierced the work that had dared show its face to me.

A slash and the side of the worm's face was cut off. No resistance was felt, the only reason it had not been decapitated was the size of it.

Towering at 200 feet tall with a head marching its size, the worm looked over me still alive despite the devastating wound that had been given to it courtesy of my new sword.

With a flash of light hundreds of thousands of tiny daggers appeared in the air and were sent flying towards the giant worm.

Each was coated with a poison I made the world accept was deadly to the worm.

*ROOOOOOAAAAA*

*BAAANG*

A mighty screech echoed in the air as the worm fell to the ground, displacing a huge amount of sand and earning the attention of even more worms as they rose from their slumber.

I had gingerly landed on the worm's dead body intending to rest for a bit before fighting again.

However that wasn't meant to be as hundreds of other worm's appeared lumbering with great power over to me.

Some were the same size as the one I had killed while others were hundred or even thousands the size of the one I killed.

I grit my teeth, it was most likely I had only killed a baby of their species.

No wonder it went down so easily, these ones on the other hand would not go down as softly as the one I had killed.

Getting up from my prone position I conjured another sword this time I made it as light as possible with a length equaling that of my own height. The sharpness was not lacking either, it was sharp enough that even just moving like I am now would displace the very atoms in the air.

*BOOM*

With a push of my power I leaped up and cut at the worm nearest to me, taking out a portion of its face. I hadn't forgot to lace the sword with a poison that I had created by deceiving the world into believing that the poison with a touch could kill this specific worm.

Making the poison that specific allowed for it to be even more potent than it would have been if I had only made it deadly to the species.

*BAAANG*

The worm didn't even have the time to let out a roar before it was dead. Falling to the ground it created an explosion of sound and sand.

Still in the air I deny the existence of there being no foothold under my foot and with a flash of light I now stood on solid air having deceived the world into creating a solid platform in the air for me to stand on.

*BOOM*

*BOOM*

*BOOM*

*BOOM*

*BOOM*

Countless projectiles flew towards me, originating from the mouths of the larger worms. I couldn't tell what they were nor could I will them out of existence. The projectiles carried a resistance to my denial of reality just as the worms had.

Turning into my fox form I start leaping here and there weaving between the tiny openings that the globs spit at me had not covered.

Even if the openings were large enough for my human form to pass through I was not going to risk the exposure. That was the whole reason I had turned back into a fox, my form being the size of a small dog allowed me much more leeway.

Once I was out I transformed back into my human form and created thousands of daggers in the air, each laced with a poison specifically tailored for the worm that it had been aimed for.

*WOOSH*

All the daggers were released at the same time, the sound barrier that broke with the force of their throw only echoed once as they had been thrown all at the same moment.

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"Haah" "Haah" The sound of my breathing echoed loudly in my ears, it had been days since I had first appeared in this world, but there had been no rest. Since the moment I had appeared the only constant was the never ending worms that I would combat.

For every one that I would fell, another hundred appeared, each time growing larger and larger until the very heavens of this world were filled with the brown skin of worms.

I had sustained countless wounds, 3 of my tails were broken in two separate places, my right arm was cleanly broken with the hand fractured and unable to be used. Even more, there were countless burns that exposed my stomach. My clothes were barely holding on by this point.

*BAAANG*

Another fell and instead of being filled with hundreds more worms it just fell, the rumbling of worms having dropped a pitch. I could see hope at the end of the road.

Looking around I saw the hundred thousand or so worms that surrounded my position and smiled. There was hope now. Now that the amount that came about was finite I could win this battle.

My wounds were slowly healing but now that the panic was gone and I thought a bit more clearly I was tempted to hit myself on the head.

Instantly the wounds disappeared, having denied the reality that they had even happened. My kimono that had been almost destroyed had now been regenerated and finally covered my whole body again.