People are scared in America, my uncle is Dante

Not far behind them, the headless ogre's body swayed and stood up again.

Several slippery limbs extended from its neck, flailing about in the air as if searching for something.

The next second, the headless body of the ogre turned towards the two of them.

"No...no!"

Scott was so frightened that he backed away repeatedly.

Looking at Mikey ahead, his eyes suddenly turned cold, and he used all his strength to push her toward the cannibal.

"Go eat her! Don't eat me!!"

Mikey's eyes widened, but before she could scream, the ogre's wings unfurled, resembling a giant Venus flytrap.

It completely enveloped the upside-down Mikey, forming a huge fleshy cocoon that throbbed slightly, with blood flowing from the bottom of the cocoon.

Seeing this, Scott ran frantically into the darkness in the distance.

Suren watched the fleeing figure with cold eyes, a thought suddenly forming in her mind.

Standing next to Patty, Alessa's clear eyes instantly turned dark, and the corners of her mouth turned up slightly.

What she despised most was this kind of thing—betraying one's companions just to survive.

Scott ran in the distance, completely unaware of the fog that was spreading around him.

He was panting heavily as he ran, when suddenly he noticed many buildings around him.

"Someone's there?!"

Scott's face lit up with the ecstatic joy of surviving a close call. He jumped up and down, waving his arms and shouting, "Help! There's a monster here! Help me!"

"Sizzle—"

From the fog not far away, the sound of metal being dragged could be heard.

Scott's face stiffened.

A humanoid shadowy figure wearing a huge triangular headdress slowly emerged from the mist, dragging a massive sword in its hand...

"Ah! Don't come any closer! What is this?! No!!"

……

"laugh--"

The fleshy cocoon in front of Suren opened.

The ogre stood up again, and a human skeleton lay scattered in front of it, its flesh and blood completely devoured.

Its abdomen bulged out, and a spherical object was transported upwards from its belly. Eventually, a head resembling Mikey's grew back on its neck.

It quickly reverted to the grotesque face of an ogre.

"Who taught you that bone-licking technique?"

Suren looked at the skeleton in front of it with disgust. "I would call you the ultimate simp."

The ogre's newly grown head stared intently at Suren, all traces of greed vanishing from its expression.

It seemed to realize that it was no match for the prey in front of it, so it flapped its wings and kicked its legs, trying to escape.

"run?"

Suren's eyes blazed red, and his magic surged like flames. "If you get away today, you'll take my surname!"

He sprinted quickly to the ogre's feet and then leaped high into the air.

Upon seeing this, the ogre quickly flapped its enormous fleshy wings, attempting to rise and escape.

Seeing this, Suren, who was in mid-air, stepped on his foot again, his body rising higher and higher, leaping directly above it and stomping heavily on the ogre's back.

"boom!"

Two figures crashed into the ground, raising dust in all directions.

From the dust, a purple skeletal giant hand emerged, grabbing the fleshy wings behind the ogre.

"Open it... for me!!!"

"Rip—"

With Suren's roar, a piece of the ogre's incredibly strong wings was torn off its back by the ghostly hand.

"Hehehehe—"

The ogre screamed in agony as it tried to escape, but Suren pinned it down under his feet.

Suren frowned as he looked at the monster writhing wildly on the ground.

"How exactly do we kill this thing?"

This thing awakens every 23 years. Even if its body is blown to pieces or burned to charcoal, it will revive again using the corpse in the next cycle.

Even without a corpse, it can spawn directly in a certain area.

Simply destroying the physical body would probably not be enough to achieve the complete kill required by the system.

Suren glanced at the task panel in her mind.

Mission Objective: Completely eliminate the ogres.

[Task Reward: 2000 points]

Bloodline Awakening Increased by 2%

[Special Drop: Ancient Demonic Essence (Regeneration) x1]

The system also didn't explain what this specially dropped ancient demon essence actually was.

"Does that mean we have to peel off its core?"

Just as he was pondering,

Patty, who was not far away, had already pulled Jack and his son out of the pickup truck.

"Cough cough..."

Jack, the elderly father, coughed up blood and looked somewhat disheveled, but fortunately, he was not seriously injured.

This strong-willed father pushed away his son's support and limped to the monster's side.

He looked at the monster lying on the ground, still struggling wildly, and his eyes revealed hatred.

"Damn beast!"

Jack roared and kicked the monster's head several times.

After venting his anger, he looked up, panting, at Suren, who was deep in thought.

"You're thinking about how to kill it completely, right?"

Jack wiped the blood from his face. "Brute force won't work. Even if you burn it, shoot it, or chop it into mincemeat, it will still come back when the time comes."

Suren looked at the old man with a surprised expression: "How do you know all this?"

"In order to avenge my child, I searched through almost every legend in this land."

Jack looked at the monster on the ground and kicked it hard again: "It's not some mutated beast, or an alien."

"It is a god, a fallen god."

"Camazotz"

Jack uttered a strange syllable.

"In Mayan mythology more than two thousand years ago, it was the bat god who ruled over death, night and sacrifice, and lived in the legendary underworld: Sibalba."

"Back then, it didn't need to be like it is now, running around eating people like a hyena."

Jack pointed to the sky and continued.

"Fanatical priests would cut open the chest of the sacrifice at the top of the altar and offer it their fresh, beating heart."

"For it, those organs are not only food, but also fuel to maintain its divine power and immortality."

"Later, the Mayan civilization perished, its temples collapsed, and its followers died one after another. No one offered sacrifices to it anymore. Without food, its divine power began to dissipate, and its divine body gradually decayed."

"In order to avoid complete annihilation, this once high and mighty god had to crawl out from underground and hunt for food himself."

Suren listened to these words, then looked thoughtfully at the ogre on the ground: "So, it has been hunting humans all along to piece together and replace its decaying divine body in order to maintain its divinity?"

"That's right."

Jack nodded and continued, "Over the long years, the passage of time and the loss of divine power have eroded most of its memories."

"The awakening every 23 years is not random, but according to the ancient astrological calendar. When the calendar node arrives, the stars will give it a short period of energy, allowing it to awaken for 23 days to hunt."

Jack pulled a bone dagger from his pocket, which he had found in the field where his youngest son, Billy, had been taken.