I Have Become a Death Worm

“We’re late! We need to hurry!”
Black Scorpion Assassination Corps Samara’s great warrior.
Nadia Lint Hakan Hal Amutar rushed along with the warriors.
‘If only I had heard a little earlier!’
Purple curly hair fluttered beneath her pulled-down robe.
Her copper-colored mysterious features were contorted.
Nadia bit her lower lip tightly.
“About 10 minutes until arrival!”
The warrior captain of the rescue team led by Nadia.
Rama shouted, flipping the portable hourglass in his hand.
Nadia, running while raising her magic power, urged her subordinate members further.
“Run faster!”
A sentinel patrolling the territory conveyed the bad news.
Rabat village in the suburbs was under attack by the Gaia army.
Nadia was in the midst of training with her warriors outside.
That’s why the response was delayed.
China, known as a great nation existing in the otherworld Gaia.
China has been kidnapping Arubians for various purposes.
They were even establishing diplomatic relations with various religious states and khanates, and even fostering strange discord between countries and peoples.
The Rashka tribe to which Nadia belongs is an assassin group that uses the mysterious arcane art of handling sand.
The landscape of the Arubian West Continent, where numerous empires, religious states, and khanates are rampant.
An independent force that belongs or doesn’t belong to any of them.
They are a combat tribe with physical abilities beyond normal people, constantly honing all kinds of combat techniques.
The arcane art of transforming the body into sand, most specialized in assassination befitting the characteristic of sand that flows anywhere.
Nadia’s tribe was in an employed cooperative relationship with the Arzhan Khanate to which Rabat village belongs, and had an obligation to protect the suburban residents belonging to the khanate.
“Iron carriage spotted ahead! Small number of troops presumed to be China’s army detected!”
“Engage! Dispersion!”
Passssss-
The forms of subordinate members, including Nadia, scattered.
People are completely transforming into sand.
It was a very mysterious phenomenon.
Shiiiiik-!
Everyone who became sandstorm flowed forward simultaneously.
The target was a tank stopped at the entrance to Rabat village.
Chinese soldiers were deployed around the tank.
“There’s no way there could be any threat here, right? We’ve already completed the reconnaissance?”
“Anyway, the lieutenant colonel is too thorough. Maybe because he’s been eating from the iron rice bowl for so long.”
The two Chinese soldiers were busy chatting while smoking cigarettes.
It was a scene of lax military discipline without proper situational awareness.
Passss…
The sand of death gathers.
Regardless of high or low status.
Sand that collects life and delivers death.
“Anyway, when I return, I’ll first have a good drink… Huh? What’s this sand?”
“What is this…?”
Strange sandstorms circling around.
When the Chinese soldiers belatedly detected the anomaly.
Behind each of them, desert assassins with hoods pulled down and faces covered with veils had already materialized.
Sheuk-!
The hands of the desert assassins holding daggers flew simultaneously.
Toward the sides of the Chinese soldiers’ necks.
Chwachok-!
A penetration aimed precisely at the carotid artery, without any mistake.
Fresh blood sprayed in a fan shape.
“……”
Pulseok.
The two Chinese soldiers who became souls of no return collapsed simultaneously.
Chwak! Chwachwaak-!
“Heo, eoeok-!”
“Keoeok!”
“Ak!”
Profuse blood flowers bloomed around.
Assassins initiated attacks simultaneously with materialization.
Scimitars are swung, jambiya pierce through, chakrams fly around while maces crush.
The Chinese military, ambushed in an instant, couldn’t respond.
That’s how a squad belonging to one tank was annihilated.
“It’s over.”
Another warrior captain, Arad, faintly smiled while shaking the blood off his dagger.
Nadia looked at the firmly closed hatch of the tank.
“Not yet.”
Passss-
Nadia’s form, exerting arcane art, turned into sand again.
It scattered into the internal gaps of the firmly closed hatch.
It was an instant infiltration into a tightly sealed space like an iron barrel.
The gathering sand gradually takes the form of a female body.
“Uaak! It, it came in!”
“Fight back! Not with guns!”
“Die! Desert assassin!”
The remaining tank crew members rushed in.
They were all holding entrenching tools and bayonets.
Firing inside had the risk of ricochet.
Passuk!
Nadia, having instantly constructed her form, rushed quickly.
The scimitar in her right hand and the jambiya in her left hand crossed as if embracing each other.
Chwachwachwak-!
“Kkeu, eohak-!”
“Uook!”
“Heok!”
Following Nadia’s path, blood sprayed.
The scimitar in her right hand slashes, the jambiya in her left hand stabs through.
Kwang! Pachaak-!
Flowers of blood bloomed amid the slaughtering while breaking through.
The great warrior of Samara slaughtered the obstacles with elegant dual blade techniques like a single flower.
Not just beautiful and pitiful, it was full of sharpness like the thorns of a cactus.
“Heok!”
The eyes of the remaining tank commander widened.
The tank commander began to beg abjectly with both hands together.

“Uaaak-! Ple, please spare me!”
Nadia, with eyes devoid of any compassion, swung the dagger held in reverse grip in her left hand again.
Pyushut-
“Eok.”
A blood line was engraved on the tank commander’s neck.
Then Nadia’s dual blades crossed like scissors.
Seugeoeok-
The tank commander’s neck, cut by the crossed slash, floated up.
Tuk, tuduk-
The tank commander’s head rolled on the floor.
Complete annihilation of one tank squad.
Nadia exerted her arcane art.
Passss-
As she escaped outside the tank again, Rama and Arad were lined up with the members.
Arad spoke, glancing around with a subtle gaze.
“As expected, you handled it quickly. We’ve captured quite a few iron carriages and lightning crossbows.”
The Gaia weapon, the lightning crossbow, was considered very precious.
A weapon with which even a child could kill a beast with just a finger.
There had never been such a revolutionary weapon in Elzeria’s history.
Nadia indifferently looked at the distant Rabat.
“The rescue of the village residents takes priority.”
“Of course, as you say.”
Hwaryuk-
Deep blue magic power rose from the entire Samara Warrior Corps.
Everyone began to run again simultaneously.
‘Please! Hope we’re not too late!’
If the China army had already kidnapped all the residents and escaped through the fissure, it would be too late.
Going outside the fissure to Gaia to pursue and operate is prohibited by tribal regulations.
The China army using iron carriages was much more capable of long-distance maneuvers.
Thus, amid various concerns, when they finally reached the hill of Rabat.
‘As expected, we’re late… No?’
What Nadia’s rescue team looked down upon was the completely annihilated China army.
As it had already been attacked, black smoke was rising from various places in the village and houses were burning.
But, the China army was in a state of annihilation.
“Eok…! That, that!”
A scream wrapped in shock burst from one assassination corps member.
What everyone saw was an unexpected sight.
Finally, Nadia’s mouth gaped open.
“No… way.”
Rising here and there inside the village, red things and yellow things.
It was a group of Death Worms and Sand Worms formed in enormous scale.
And towering in the middle of the big and huge worms, a being.
The most distinctive presence with characteristic white color and overwhelming size.
The White Sovereign, the lord of the Grabadra Sea, was there.
“Uh, aaak-! White Sovereign! It’s the White Sovereign!”
“It’s the lord! The lord leads the worms!”
“Why! Why is the lord here!?”
Screams and shouts from the Black Scorpion Assassination Corps members erupted everywhere.
The Rabat villagers surrounded by worms were trembling in fear.
Everyone was trembling in fear at the appearance of the legendary White Sovereign.
No one at the scene had anticipated this situation.
‘How… can this be?’
Nadia mindlessly just chewed her flipped thumbnail.
A habit she had barely broken since childhood emerged.
It was a behavior that came out when extremely tense.
‘White Sovereign…? Worms? No, are the worms being commanded now?’
Just incomprehensible things.
First, looking at the circumstances, it’s clear that the worms had repelled the China army.
But, for what purpose did they do that?
Is there perhaps a tamer nearby?
‘Worms that live independently apart from each other… can form a collective body?’
Can they do that for purposes other than their territory being threatened or for predation?
They’re not attacking the Rabat villagers.
Do they have some business?
“Kyurut…”
It was then that the White Sovereign looked at them on the hill of Rabat village.
Simultaneously, all worms turned their heads.
“Kyuhwaaaak-!”
It was the moment when all worms detected them.
Unpleasant and fierce roars erupted.
“Uh, aaaak-!”
“Heok! We’ve been spotted!”
“We, we must run away!”
The assassination corps members were also enveloped in shock and fear.
The power of the worms before their eyes far surpasses the level of the current dispatch team.
Even with just the White Sovereign alone, they cannot win.
It is an absolutely unmatched state.
“Great Warrior! Quick, give orders!”
“Rescuing residents isn’t the issue now! If we don’t evacuate immediately, we’ll die!”
Rama and Arad urgently pressed Nadia.
Nadia tightly clenched her fists.
‘What… should I do.’
This was truly a dilemma.
The worms before their eyes are opponents they absolutely cannot defeat.
But it doesn’t make sense to withdraw without rescuing the Rabat residents.
They were caught in a situation where they could neither fight against the worms nor retreat.
The White Sovereign watching them moved its circular-toothed mouth.
“Shuuu…”
What was heard in an instant was a sigh.
Nadia’s mouth gaped open.
‘A Death Worm sighing?’
In her 20 years of life, undoubtedly, this was her first such experience.
The White Sovereign and worms still don’t attack.
Just maintaining a rock-like silence between them.
Nadia tilted her head at that sight.
‘Somehow… are they communicating with each other?’
The White Sovereign exhaled a small breath.
“Kyururuk…!”
From the perspective of the White Sovereign and worms, it was a battle with many gains.
They also consumed the collaborators from the Shakazad Khanate who cooperated with the Chinese military.
It became an opportunity to acquire and use the Arubian common language.
There was no need to be greedy for further information acquisition.
Even the assassins who appeared don’t show hostility yet.
Therefore, it was hard to see them as enemies.
‘Maybe they can understand language.’
For a moment, such suspicion amplified in Nadia’s heart.
In the gaze of warriors looking only at themselves, Nadia cleared her voice and spoke.
“White… Sovereign. Did you, save the village?”
In the scene of silence, only Nadia’s fine voice resonated.
Surprisingly, soon a voice echoed in the minds of everyone at the scene.
[Yes.]
A deep and dignified male voice.
It was a voice containing sufficient resonance.
Nadia’s deep blue eyes opened round.
‘We can… communicate?’
I don’t know how many times I’ve been surprised today.
The White Sovereign is clearly a counterpart with whom communication is possible.
That was Nadia’s judgment.
“…Why did you do that?”
[…Because they were simply annoying.]
What was gained through consuming the otherworld collaborators who cooperated with the Chinese military.
Clear and distinct Arubian West Continent common language returned again.
‘Ah.’
Nadia just expressed silent admiration, letting out a soundless exclamation.
The White Sovereign, a great magical beast spirit leading its group.
The being was fluently using human language.
Nadia felt the tension release with a sense of relief.
‘…For now, it seems we won’t be attacked.’
…However, at this point, another problem arises.
It was the issue of the tradition of her tribe.
The tradition of the village inviting warriors or heroes.
Nadia felt as if she would be startled.
‘Crazy! What do I do!’
First of all, it is true that Rabat was saved by worms led by the White Sovereign.
But the problem is that the saviors are monsters.
To think that a Death Worm would be invited to the tribe’s village?
The current situation was very tangled and complicated.
‘Even in such cases… should I respect tradition?’
But it’s not right to deny the tribe’s tradition either.
As the only daughter of the tribal leader, directly going against tradition was burdensome.
Nadia was at a crossroads of choice that she had never imagined in her life.
“Great Warrior…?”
“What will you do?”
Rama and Arad simultaneously looked at Nadia.
They are asking for her intention on how to handle this situation.
Nadia, calming the various emotions swirling within, exhaled a sigh.
“Huu…”
Nadia swiftly removed the hood she had been wearing.
As the hood was removed, the dazzling purple curly hair like a desert fantasy that had been hidden was revealed.
“…I request of the White Sovereign.”
Nadia placed one hand on her chest and spoke in a polite tone.
“…Would you come to our village?”
“Kyurok?”
The White Sovereign tilted its head and let out a questioning sound.
It seems not to understand the words it heard.
Praying that her current action would be understood, Nadia again proposed in a very respectful and gentle tone.
“Inviting benefactors who have bestowed great grace, or heroes who have achieved great deeds… is a tradition of our tribe.”
Nadia closed her eyes tightly and performed the ancient tradition of her tribe.
At Nadia’s statement, all the assassins at the scene froze in shock.
Rama and Arad had expressions indicating they couldn’t believe what they had just heard.
‘Indeed… what kind of answer will come back.’
Nadia waited for the White Sovereign’s response.
A moment feels like passing through eternal time.
What if I get rejected?
Could I even be attacked?
All kinds of emotions and concerns brushed by.
After waiting a while…
[…So be it.]
The White Sovereign’s permission returned.
In a somewhat tired, somehow exhausted-looking voice.
‘The proposal went through!’
Finally, Nadia could smile.
The warrior captain and only daughter of the assassin tribal leader showed maximum respect by clasping her fists together.
“Thank you…”
This was the first meeting between the White Sovereign and Nadia.