After gathering all the leads they could, Ben, along with Nebra and the five royal guards, made their way toward the orphanage while the entire village slept in the silent night.
Since it was midnight, the roads and streets looked eerily quiet and lonely, unlike during the day when people were actively working or passing through.
As they neared the orphanage, Ben and the others concealed their presence.
"Mist Magic: Phantom Veil!"
Nebra opened her grimoire and cast a spell. Immediately, the mana in the air condensed into a thick, white mist, forming a fog that slowly began covering the area.
Silently, the mist started seeping into the orphanage through gaps in the walls, windows, and other openings...
A few seconds later, the entire area was shrouded in mist.
Nebra turned to Ben and nodded.
Phantom Veil was a powerful spell that released a dense mist infused with illusionary properties, distorting the opponent's senses.
This versatile spell could:
Blur or completely obscure vision.
Alter hearing, making sounds seem distant, overlapping, or completely absent.
Manipulate touch, causing opponents to feel phantom sensations or lose their sense of balance.
Mask or replace smells with misleading scents.
Induce dizziness or confusion if the mist was strong enough.
But what made this spell truly terrifying was its sensory ability—Nebra could communicate with anyone within its radius and pinpoint the exact location and number of opponents.
However, its major weakness was that it could be easily countered if discovered.
With this in place, Ben left one royal guard behind to protect Nebra, who would guide him and the others as they prepared to break into the orphanage.
While Nebra guided them inside, her voice echoed through the mist.
"Ben, there are 65 adults present inside, while the children are being kept in the dungeon. I think all 65 belong to the bandit group."
With a serious expression, Nebra explained the exact locations of the gang members and the orphanage children.
"Good… We will execute this operation in silence. I don't want to attract attention too soon… since we'll stay in the dark for now."
With a nod, Ben turned to the royal guards, where Rook and the other three stood waiting for his command.
He briefed them on the plan to ensure there were no mishaps.
Um~
Click~
Seeing that the royal guards understood his intentions, Ben nodded before pressing a button on his Omnitrix.
With a click, the dial moved upward, revealing shadowy avatars of his available alien transformations.
After cycling through a few options, Ben made his choice and slammed the dial down.
In an instant, his entire body was engulfed in a radiant green light. 💚✨
His skin began to ripple like liquid, turning semi-transparent before morphing into a glossy, gelatinous texture.
A deep, wet gurgling sound filled the air as his limbs stretched and distorted, no longer bound by the rigid structure of human bones.
His form swelled and contracted, reshaping itself fluidly as if he were melting and reforming at the same time.
His once-solid figure now had an amorphous, almost spectral quality—his edges constantly shifting like mist trapped within a thick, viscous mass.
His eyes sank into the gooey flesh, replaced by glowing orbs that pulsed with an eerie luminescence. 👀✨
"Gloop!"
When the light finally faded, Ben had transformed into a slimy, semi-translucent creature, his green body shimmering with an unsettling, slimy sheen, resembling thick liquid mixed with molten wax.
In a robotic voice, the alien declared its name:
"Goop!" 💧👽
Floating just above Goop's head was his anti-gravity projector, keeping his amorphous form stable. At its center, the Omnitrix symbol gleamed faintly.
"Let's move." 💧
After declaring the order, Goop slithered toward the orphanage door, which appeared to be locked from the inside.
"Highness, the door is locked,"
Rook reported after checking it.
Without hesitation, he opened his grimoire 📖.
Rook's magic was Wind Magic, and his plan was simple:
He would send a precise air slash through the small gap in the door, slicing the lock open silently.
But before Rook could act, Goop stretched out one of his slimy hands, sending it seeping through the tiny gaps beneath the door. 💚💦
The green, gelatinous appendage passed through with ease, slithering toward the sturdy wooden plank barring the door from inside.
With a quick motion, Goop's slimy hand coiled around the plank, and in a single, silent pull, he removed it from the lock without making a sound.
At the same time, his slime spread along the edges of the door, absorbing any noise as he carefully pushed it open.
💨 Creeeak... (But no sound came out.)
With the entrance now open, Goop turned to the others.
"Now, let's go in... and don't hold back. If you need to—eliminate them all." 👀🔥
Giving the order, Goop slid forward, leading the team inside.
According to Nebra, there were a total of 65 enemies scattered throughout six rooms.
And so, the battle began.
Goop glided through the entrance, silently entering a large room where 15 enemies were gathered.
The room reeked of alcohol, and empty bottles were scattered across the floor. 🍾💀
💥 Thud~
At the same time, the royal guards each took a room of their choice, opening the doors in perfect sync before slipping inside.
Meanwhile, the sixth room was locked from the outside.
"Damn... who the fuck forgot to close the door?"
One of the bandits, still half-asleep, groggily cracked open his eyes and cursed under his breath. Annoyed, he sat up, rubbing his face.
After wiping his eyes, he glanced at the door—it was still closed.
Scratching his head, he sighed.
😤 Sigh~
Too exhausted to care, he collapsed back onto his mattress with a thud, sinking once again into deep sleep.
But he failed to notice the glowing yellow eyes watching him from the darkness behind him.
👀 Goop.
"Dare to sleep so soundly...?"
With a mechanical, eerie voice, Goop lunged onto the man without warning. 💧👹
His slimy form enveloped the bandit's face, covering both his nose and mouth, while his gelatinous appendages coiled tightly around the man's arms and legs.
😨💨 Woo~ woo~ (Muffled cries)
The bandit's eyes shot open in terror as his foggy drunkenness vanished instantly.
Panic set in.
He thrashed violently, his instincts screaming at him to resist.
But it was too late.
No matter how much he struggled, he couldn't escape the suffocating grasp of the slimy monster that held him in place.
His chest heaved, desperately searching for oxygen—but none came.
His vision blurred, his body grew weaker, and his mind slipped into darkness.
The last thing he saw before losing consciousness was a pair of cold, glowing yellow eyes staring back at him...
👀✨ Unfeeling. Unforgiving.
"what the fuck? Everyone get up..."
Suddenly, a voice echoed through the room, snapping everyone awake.
Startled, the bandits sat up, their eyes darting around in confusion.
What was happening?!
But the moment their gazes landed on the scene before them, an eerie silence settled over the room.
There, in the dim light, they saw a slimy, monstrous creature—its gelatinous form oozing and shifting—holding the lifeless body of one of their companions.
The dead man's eyes were dull, void of life, his face frozen in terror.
A chill ran down their spines.
"Good... since everyone is awake,"
Goop's mechanical voice echoed, his glowing yellow eyes narrowing.
"Let's settle this in a single move."
💨💚 WHOOSH!
In an instant, Goop's body began to swirl, rapidly expanding like a hurricane.
The entire room shook as his gelatinous mass twisted and spiraled, forming a massive vortex that began sucking everything in.
💥 "Fire Magic: Bullet Shot!"
💨 "Air Magic: Air Slash!"
🌊 "Water Magic: Jet Stream!"
The panicked bandits hurriedly cast spells, desperately trying to break free from the sticky, suffocating mass pulling them in.
But it was useless.
Goop's flexible, ever-shifting body absorbed and dodged every single attack, rendering their efforts completely ineffective.
⚡ SPLAT! SQUELCH! ⚡
One by one, the bandits were dragged into the swirling chaos, their bodies entangled in the green, slimy mass.
Then—
💥 BAM!
💥 BAM!
💥 BAM!
Fists rained down mercilessly on the helpless men, each punch sinking deep into their restrained bodies.
Cries of pain and panic filled the air, but Goop did not stop.
For minutes, he continued his relentless assault, his attacks swift, precise, and brutal.
Until finally—
Silence.
Every enemy in the room lay unconscious, their bodies still glued to the walls by his sticky green slime.
Without a second glance, Goop detached himself from them and glided out of the room.
🌫️ The hallway was filled with the stench of death.
As he emerged, he was greeted by a grisly sight.
His royal guards stood in the aftermath of merciless carnage.
Blood streaked the floors.
The bodies of their enemies lay motionless in their respective rooms—silenced forever.
💥 CRASH!
Suddenly, the sixth room's door blasted open with a deafening bang!
🔥 Ten more enemies stormed out, their eyes blazing with fury as they took in the sight of their fallen comrades.
Their leader, a burly man with jagged scars across his face, clenched his fists in rage.
"How dare you touch my men?!"
he roared, his voice filled with murderous intent.
⚡ WHOOSH!
Without hesitation, the gang leader lunged at Rook, his right hand glowing with mana-infused ice magic.
❄️ "Ice Magic: Freeze Blast!" ❄️
A sharp, crystalline frost enveloped his palm as he reached out, aiming to slam it into Rook's face.
🧊 Freeze Blast—a spell that detonates a powerful ice explosion upon impact—could shatter bones and freeze flesh in an instant.
But—
✨ SLASH!
A streak of silver flashed through the air.
In the blink of an eye, Rook's sword sliced through the gang leader's wrist.
SPURT!
The leader's severed hand hit the ground with a sickening thud.
🔥 "AAAARGHHH!"🔥
A bloodcurdling scream tore from the man's throat as he stumbled back, clutching his bleeding stump.
But before he could react—
🧊 CRACK!
A thin layer of ice began creeping up Rook's blade.
"Tch."
Rook's eyes narrowed.
💨 WHOOSH!
Without hesitation, he hurled the sword away.
💥 BOOM!
The moment the blade hit the ground, a violent ice explosion erupted, sending sharp ice shards flying in all directions.
Had he hesitated even for a second, the blast would have severely injured him.
"Arrest him… and execute the others."
Goop's mechanical voice echoed through the room, cold and emotionless.
The royal guards nodded without hesitation.
⚔️ SHING! SPLAT!
Steel sliced through flesh, and within moments, the remaining bandits lay dead on the floor.
The gang leader, now bound and whimpering in agony, was the only one left alive.
With the threat eliminated, Ben flashed green, returning to his human form.
He turned to a nearby royal guard.
"You, come with me. We need to check on the children."
Without delay, they moved toward the dungeon entrance, where a massive iron door stood sealed with several heavy locks.
"Water Magic: Hydro Blast!"
💦💥 BOOM!
The royal guard stepped forward, chanting his spell.
A high-pressure jet of water shot from his palms, slamming into the door with explosive force.
The rusted metal groaned and shattered, revealing a dark, damp chamber beyond.
👀 Ben's eyes widened.
Inside, nearly 50 to 60 children huddled together, their bodies frail and malnourished.
Their eyes were sunken, their skin pale.
Some were barely conscious, while others didn't even have the strength to lift their heads.
Ben clenched his fists.
"...Monsters."
💚 FLASH!
In a burst of green light, he transformed back into Goop.
🌿💚 SPLURCH!
His gelatinous form expanded, gently lifting the weakest children with his slime, ensuring they wouldn't be hurt as he carried them out of the dungeon.
The rescue had begun.
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