Welcome to the alien city

In the Red Bee base, the small building specially provided for newcomers was silent, and the black-robed people on the first floor had already dispersed.

Henry lowered the brim of his hat to cover his entire face in the shadows. Listening to the screams echoing in the corridor, he frowned: "Isn't the basement an altar?"

Why are you screaming so miserably?

He quickened his pace and glanced at the exquisite sacrificial murals on the corridor walls, his face getting colder and colder.

Your Majesty has really been relaxed about these organizations for too long, and a mere red bee dared to perform such a prohibited ritual!

Cedric, who was following him, followed helplessly and muttered: "You said you only came in first to investigate, so I allowed you to come in."

"If something happens here, it won't end well for the two of us."

Henry glanced at the top of his head meaningfully, and swept his cold eyes back: "I didn't report your dereliction of duty to His Majesty immediately. I was already opening the door too wide."

"Don't forget that you are redeeming yourself now, Cedric."

Cedric's face turned the color of pig's liver with suffocation. Recently, the family has been pressing hard and pestering him for blind dates every day. He is almost bored to death.

Who would have thought that just relaxing for a while without looking carefully would lead to such a big mistake.

"It's easy to explain to those who were abducted. I haven't heard of any children missing. It's just that the flesh and blood of the Mother Goddess must be brought back!"

The Red Bees are worthy of their name. They are all complete lunatics. They actually want the Mother Goddess to come to the world!

He imagined it for a moment, then rubbed his arms and took a breath.

What's the difference between this and getting tired of living?

Relying on the Mother Goddess to obtain power for survival or even higher levels, they provide faith and respect, which is effective faith.

If that thing really comes to the world, they will all become His slaves, and life is no longer life, but a chess piece in His hands that can be played with at will.

This kind of thing is just making yourself unhappy.

Cedric hid the slightly exposed golden forehead deeper, and when the door deep underground opened, he took another breath of air.

The "sacrificial offerings" that almost filled the line of vision were placed neatly on the ground with patterns carved in rows according to a certain pattern, with a layer of red liquid lightly soaked under them.

They were all put on white robes and looked at the ceiling with dull and numb expressions.

The woman who screamed was the woman near the center of the pattern, Mrs. Youle, whom they had just met on the first floor. She was holding a ball of beating flesh and blood in her arms.

Surrounded by blood splattered with her as the center, the blood merged into the liquid and gradually disappeared.

Henry first checked the situation of the others to confirm that they were still alive, and then quickly walked towards the center with Cedric.

Unexpectedly, as soon as they stepped into the center circle, the woman screamed miserably again, and the flesh and blood in her arms squirmed violently and opened her bloody mouth towards them.

In the mouth, the two of them could still vaguely see the man in black robe whose head was bitten through and who knew whether he was alive or dead. Mrs. Joel did not hug the thing in fear, but suppressed her fear to stop it from hurting people.

A tongue with eyes protruded from the huge mouth of the thing, and an ethereal and childish call came out of the hollow throat: "Mom...Mom..."

Cedric's eyes suddenly opened wide and he looked at Henry: "That thing called her mother?!"

"Is this also the research of Red Bee?"

Henry blocked the attack of the thing with his black and rough hands, held the incoming tongue with his backhand, and casually held the other hand in his hand. A cold light flashed, and the tongue with eyes was cut off at the root.

He looked thoughtfully at the monster that started to cry loudly: "Probably not, otherwise they wouldn't have gotten him in."

He took another step forward, but Mrs. Joel held the loudly howling monster in her arms, her voice frightened and sad.

"Please don't hurt her. Please, she was just infected accidentally. Alyssa is a good and obedient child. If I lose her... I will have nothing."

Her voice grew lower and lower until the last words were barely a whisper.

But the other two people present heard it clearly. The monster that had lost its vital organs quietly opened its mouth in her arms, and longing saliva continued to flow from the corners of its deformed mouth.

So hungry...so painful...Mom...Mom...

It smells so good, mom...

"Mom... the baby hurts..."

Henry's pupils dilated for a moment, and his outstretched hand paused, but the monster suddenly opened its huge mouth, almost including Mrs. Yoel.

Her lovely voice continued: "Mom... no... it smells so good, mom... oooh, oh, oh, it hurts!"

On the contrary, the uncontrollable body that had turned into a monster was slowly but surely devouring Mrs. Yoel.

Henry and Cedric stepped forward at the same time, but met the poor woman's pleading eyes.

She was saying: Don't come over.

Henry's cold gaze swept across the two people: "You have to know that even if she devours you, I will kill her."

Veins popped out on Cedric's forehead and he couldn't bear to look away.

Mrs. Joel gave him a grateful smile.

Cedric: "Fuck, what is this!?"

In the sound of the child crying, Mrs. Joel's face gradually disappeared into the huge mouth, with sadness and relief on her face.

Perhaps in the eyes of this woman who has lost everything, dying with her beloved child is a good destination.

Henry's arms gradually tightened, and he was waiting for the opportunity. The moment Mrs. Joel died, this one would also turn into a pool of flesh and blood.

Bits and pieces of dregs fell from the heads of everyone.

Cedric looked up hesitantly: "Did you hear anything?"

Henry's extremely sharp eyes suddenly raised, and a large hole was opened in the ceiling above everyone's heads at the same time.

The huge metal head fell down, and the overwhelming scarlet liquid poured down on his head and face. Henry took a step forward.

Pollution so thick that it's hard to breathe is pouring down on your face.

Cedric quickly grabbed him and backed away, shouting loudly: "If you want to become an irrational monster, just look further ahead!"

The two gritted their teeth and retreated to a safe area, watching helplessly as one person jumped down with the thing.

Henry looked at this scene with a cold expression.

If these things fall, all these people will die.

Gu Li stepped on the head, pierced one eyeball with the long sword in his hand, and shouted downwards, regardless of staring at his huge other eye: "Lucy!"

Among the many numb sacrifices, a figure jumped up quickly, and countless silver threads shuttled through the air, instantly transferring everyone in the room to the corridor.

The huge head fell down with Gu Li, and while the liquid splashed, everyone heard an angry howl from a distance.

"Who's there?!"

Henry and Cedric were suspended by silk threads among the sacrifices draped in white robes, looking at the head with a pair of smart eyes in shock.