Alien Executioner

The old man sneered sarcastically:

"Then what are you afraid of? Do you think my decayed body can threaten you? You are so humble, Maxiu family? Haha, I remember you, you have the blood of Cthonia flowing in your veins. You worms are born to live in the shadows."

The old man spoke indecipherable words and approached step by step. His eyes, one big and one small, were wide open as wide as possible, and his whole face was extremely distorted.

Dart stepped back in fear, feeling panicky.

The old man's jaw slid down like cream, hung up, and condensed into a cluster of squirming gray tentacles.

His body gradually became emaciated, and several gray tentacles stretched out from his back, like an octopus attached to a person.

"roll……"

The old man let out another strange scream from his throat, trying to intimidate the approaching waiter in red.

What happened next stunned Dart. More than a dozen red-dressed waiters walked out from the corner. They were supposed to be guarding the black box. The waiters' bodies also began to undergo strange changes, accompanied by indistinguishable mumbling.

The waiters' limbs twisted into the same gray tentacles as they muttered in their sleep. They turned into monsters with human heads and octopus bodies!

They screamed at Deagaus at the same time, treating him as an enemy and issuing the most terrible warning.

"That's why I hate my sister so much." De Agus made a sound that was half laughing and half annoyed.

The waiters rushed towards him like a tide, but were pierced through the chest one by one by larger gray-white tentacles. They were shattered under the continuous impact. The huge vibration caused the support in the cellar to collapse. It was a brutal massacre.

Although Dart didn't know how to explain the scene before him, he still picked up the black box and ran towards the hidden passage in the cellar.

The scene of the red waiter turning into an octopus monster is still vivid in my mind. These are the guardians of the theater. They are part of the truth behind the secrets behind the theater. That old man... that more terrifying monster is here for the black box!

Although he didn't know what was in the black box, his mind told him that he must not hand it over.

Two huge gray tentacles emerged from the wall, blocking the intersection.

Dart paused.

He turned his head stiffly, only to see the old man slowly approaching, with a dark light in his eyes that swallowed everything.

Just as he was about to speak, a waiter in red, who was not yet dead, jumped out from the corner and tore the old man's body apart.

Deagaus tore its body apart, piercing it with its tentacles and swinging it around at will.

Dart took this opportunity to pass through the tentacles in front of him and stumbled towards the exit. His strength was gradually drained away and his vision began to blur.

"What the hell is that..." He gasped, unable to believe what had just happened. ⑴

The terrifying monster attached to the old man was like a demon that had broken out of a cage. Why would there be such a monster in the world?

Dart felt like falling to his knees, and kept running toward the exit until his legs gave out.

He leaned against the wall to rest, watching the monster approach.

"Damn it."

He talked to himself, regretting why he had provoked such a monster. The decayed appearance of the old man's body deceived his eyes and mistakenly disturbed his cognition.

A familiar figure suddenly appeared in front of him.

Dart raised his head with difficulty, his eyes flashing with surprise, and the auctioneer with a half-smile on his face appeared in front of him.

He was saved... He breathed a sigh of relief.

"Hurry up..." He pointed to the other side of the passage, "The monster is coming, it's coming..."

"Monster? Lord Dart, this is..." The auctioneer followed his finger with surprise.

"I'll explain it to you later. Take me away quickly." Dart gasped and stuffed the black box into his hand.

"This is?"

"Don't give it important things! Remember!"

"I understand."

The auctioneer nodded and stroked the pattern on the surface of the black box. Just when Dart thought he was about to escape, a dagger pierced his chest and went deep into his heart.

Dart held his mouth with blood, raised his head, and opened his eyes in confusion.

The auctioneer pulled out the dagger, stabbed it into his chest with his right hand, and took out the Devouring Sorrow with a spin.

He crushed the Devouring Sorrow in his hand and watched Dart fall down with a calm look.

"You..." Dart croaked weakly, his breathing gradually failing.

"I'm sorry, sir. Thank you for your trust over the past decade. I'm happy to be your backer. I did this for no reason. For this, I can only say sorry."

The auctioneer ignored Dart's body, stepped over it, and slowly walked towards Deagus.

He narrowed his eyes and smiled, then handed the black wooden box to it.

"Interesting." De Agus stretched out his gray tentacles and took the black box.

"It is my honor to be of some help to you, Your Excellency." The auctioneer bowed respectfully.

“We’ve never seen this before.” De Agus made a low voice, and the gray tentacles wrapped around the auctioneer’s body.

"You are powerful, and I long to pledge my loyalty and service to the strongest."

"You just betrayed your boss."

"He is very cowardly and always relies on others for strength. And you also said that he is just my boss. It is very common for job seekers to change bosses if they are dissatisfied with the current situation."

"How can I be sure that you won't betray me? I have no reason to take you in."

"You're still worried about that?" the auctioneer said, feigning surprise. "I thought you never wasted time on that."

"your name."

"Fol Lott, from District 4."

The auctioneer smiled the entire time and answered without any panic:

"I don't have any purpose. Please rest assured that I can die at any time if you wish."

"hehe."

De Agus slowly turned around.

The next second, the gray tentacle pierced through the auctioneer's head, splashing dark red pulp.

The headless body fell stiffly, and life quickly faded away.

"This is what you said."

Its voice was teasing and discontented.

"I never hang out with betrayers."

An Ran character design (executive officer)

Thanks to group members @沫瓜小姐@兮殃小姐 for providing the character design pictures.

Please also comment on which one is the best.

……

Special thanks to @Ms.Mogua

However, I don’t feel the executive officer’s authority at all. The uniform is too difficult to design.

ps: There seems to be a reason for the order of the pictures.

Naya's character design (first form gradually goes crazy)

Special thanks to @沫瓜小姐 for the character design diagram

The tentacles in the last few pictures have an indescribable flavor.

Feeling a bit sickly.

ps: The order of the pictures gradually becomes crazy.

Chapter 249 A Feast for Crows (Part )

The last light of the burning shadow was extinguished, and Deagaus's swollen body shrank in an instant.

He resumed his identity as "Master Jiu" and seemed a little proud of having obtained the black wooden box.

Behind them gathered a group of people wearing letter masks, all maintaining absolute silence. They seemed to be emotionless people, indifferent to the scene happening in front of them, like puppets being controlled.

De Yagus walked out of the theater. For him, there was no need to stay here for long.

It was late at night. He stood at the door and opened the black wooden box. The strange air current dissipated with the wind, and inside was a pure black gem.

That was not a gem, but an eye, an eyestalk that had been sealed for a long time and came from a blood relative.

"I don't know why you would leave such an important thing behind." Deagus muttered in confusion.

crackling——

The sudden sound startled him and he looked up suddenly. In the darkness, a breeze whistled past, and the moonlight had a hint of crimson.

He stared straight ahead, trying to see something clearly. He seemed to be unable to detect any movement.

Was it that monster? The Naya who tore the other half of his body apart in Shenjiang? Or another member of the Shang clan?

No matter who it is, they are an absolute threat to Deagaus. Now that he has lost half of his body because of Naaia, he has to live in this old man's weak body. This is his weakest stage.

Therefore, he must keep an absolute low profile, try his best to avoid the attention of other beings, find his cowardly blood relative, plunder his body, and "descend".

As Shang, his act of fleeing was undoubtedly humble, but Shang also possessed infinite wisdom and reason. Of course, he would not be angry because of this humble and embarrassing behavior. He knew that the process was not important, what was important was the result.

Deagaus had long expected that he would flee around like the burrowing demon insect in Cthonia, but he didn't mind at all. In today's era, who is not hiding in a dark corner?

Deagaus wants to change the world. As the most ambitious being a hundred years ago, he has always wanted to create a world completely controlled by the Shang. In this world, the Shang clan is the supreme existence, the alien species with the blood of the Shang group are humble servants, and humans are raised as delicious food.

As for myself, in that ideal country, I am the leader of everything.

This was Deagus’ ambition, but it ended before it even began.

As for why...

The breeze grew strong and cut the skin.

Deyagus stared coldly at the darkness. Suddenly, a woman in a white coat appeared in front of him. She put her hands in her pockets and smiled.

The two looked at each other for a long time.

"Long time no see." Xu Yanqian smiled warmly.

Deyagus stared at the woman intently, sensing her familiar breath, and roared with difficulty:

"It's you, it's you..."

"Deagus, I thought I would never see you again, but I didn't expect you to still be so...naughty?"

The old man took a step back, and the crowd wearing letter masks behind him fell down.

They are not real members of the Alphabet Organization, but puppets made of flesh and blood!

The real members will only appear when necessary, and it is more valuable to hide in the upper class of human society than to surround Deagos.

The flesh puppet gradually swelled and finally exploded into black pus.

All this originated from a subtle action by Xu Yanqian.

She tilted her head slightly and took a step forward.

"Deagus, are you scared? You should know why I'm here."

"Haha, I thought you were dead." Deiagus sneered, "You once stabbed me on that dazzling cross. Now it's me who is pitiful standing in front of you. Are you going to kill me a second time?"

"It sounds like I only know how to persecute the Shang clan." Although Xu Yanqian was smiling, her eyes were indifferent.

"Don't stop me."

"You are not qualified. I hate you for no reason. Or rather, everything you do disgusts me."

Xu Yanqian waved her hand gently, and Deagaus's shoulders swelled rapidly and finally exploded.

Large amounts of black blood splattered everywhere, and the air was filled with the foul smell of blood.

"You are unlucky, but also lucky. I have always believed that for the Shang people who possess infinite wisdom and rationality, the thing they can never learn is emotion, because we don't need emotion, but your blood relatives have learned it."

"Haha, you said so much, but you don't intend to kill me, right?"

Xu Yanqian's eyes swept over Deagus's mutilated body and she smiled with satisfaction:

"Because you still have value, just like...your pathetic sister."