Alien Executioner

"Where is He?"

"I was arrested for saving you." Xu Yanqian told him frankly, "For this, I promised him that I would not kill you, but I still have to warn you not to continue. If you do, I will be very unhappy."

Deagus's tentacles moved silently, sliding in the black blood.

Xu Yanqian saw the whole scene, but she did not say anything. Instead, she continued:

"Oh, I forgot. How could such a thing be understood by you? After all, you are obsessed with eating your own blood relatives. Just for the hatred from a hundred years ago? Just to avenge me? Or for that..."

"That naive, idealistic country of the dead? Deyagus, I have told you more than once that this will not work.")

Deagaus's shattered arm regrouped, and he bent down to pick up the black box, sneering fearlessly: Mio

"Oh, I cannot tolerate the cowardice of the Shang Clan. That relative has been providing help and care to humans for hundreds of years. Isn't this the most ridiculous behavior? This is the ignorant Xiu Yamei."

"But in fact, Xiu Yameier can see farther than you. The black box contains one of His eyes." Xu Yanqian saw it at a glance, "Take this eye and leave. This is my last chance for you." (

"Haha." Deyagus slowly retreated, "I know what you are doing. I hope it won't backfire on you."

"Me?" Xu Yanqian was puzzled. "Is this what you should say to me?")

No one answered her, because Deagus had turned into a pool of black water and went underground with Xiu Yamei's eyes.

Just as Xu Yanqian was about to sigh, a crimson ball of light shot out from behind her.

She turned around and shook her hands away.

I saw the person coming clearly. It was a cold and beautiful woman in a black windbreaker with a cold look in her eyes.

"Are you Xu Yanqian?" said the woman.

"Oh my, is this the first time you see me? Even your aunt didn't recognize me." Xu Yanqian smiled.

"Right, An Xin."

The two of them looked at each other like this, their windbreakers and gowns fluttering in the wind, their cold and smiling eyes meeting each other.

Chapter 250 A Feast for Crows (X)

Xu Yanqian just looked at An Xin quietly without making any move, as if she had known that An Xin would appear.

"I hid from you for two days, but you finally found me."

"Well, you're hard to find." An Xin didn't waste any words.

Under the black windbreaker is the iconic executive uniform, but it is not the same as a normal uniform. In fact, in the Countermeasures Bureau, An Xin, as the chief director, wears the uniform the least often. He only wears it when dealing with very special and important events.

This also means that An Xin came with the determination to kill the other party. If ordinary aliens saw this scene, they would probably have run away long ago.

Seeing this, Xu Yanqian seemed nonchalant, "I really don't want to hide anymore. It's only a matter of time before you find me. You're really hard to fool. If I can beat you, I wouldn't want to run away."

"In that case, let's end it."

As An Xin finished speaking, the Devouring Sword on her wrist quickly unfolded, and the silver-white thin sword cut through the light and shadow, and stabbed towards Xu Yanqian at an extremely fast speed, this speed was like a bullet that had already been fired. The sword shadow lingered in the air, but time seemed to stop.

With a brief delay of 0.5 seconds, Xu Yanqian leaned back to avoid the thorn, but her clothes were cut and torn.

"Wait a minute, my dear niece, don't you think we should talk some more?"

Xu Yanqian jumped lightly and stepped back several meters, but felt an invisible threat.

Her face suddenly changed, and she subconsciously expanded her phagocytes. White flowers bloomed and spread rapidly along the ground.

This is a breathtaking beauty, an absolutely beautiful violence, but also the most terrifying silence.

Countless flowers bloomed, the petals opened their blurry blood-red eyes, the sticky melancholy bloodshot were crumbling, the whole world was covered in gray in an instant, and all life was completely isolated.

This is the other side of the world, a dead world composed entirely of gray tones. Everything shown is corrupted, and everything in the world is at its worst. There is no beauty at all.

Xu Yanqian stood on the top of the abandoned theater, with the endless grey sky behind her.

Behind that sky was a vague shadow, ancient, majestic, with countless terrifying tentacles intertwined with each other.

"Can you stop and have a good chat? I don't want to be your enemy." Xu Yanqian stretched out her arms and controlled this world filled with gorgeous flowers.

"You are not sure of winning." An Xin loosened her grip on the rapier and it fell to the ground.

"If it were in the past, I could have given it a try." Xu Yanqian pouted, "But now... I don't have a habit of self-abuse. How about we negotiate?"

"Is it necessary? You are the owner of the flower shop, but you are more than just that. I like to dig out secrets myself."

"But you have already dug, haven't you? But did you get any results?" Xu Yanqian looked down at her.

"You have been searching for your own secrets for seven years, and you still haven't found anything. Most of the secrets have been erased by me from the beginning."

An Xin frowned slightly. This woman was right. She had started to explore the secret of the power in her body a long time ago, including the secret history of the An family. However, she only found superficial historical traces each time and could not go deeper.

She knew she was not human, and she had understood that at a very young age.

"But to be honest, you grow much faster than your sister. This is what surprises me the most." Xu Yanqian stretched out her fingers to tease the white flower.

"At least in the past few years, your ability was not enough to smell those secrets, including your sister's secret, so you didn't realize that Naya was right next to you. Now, just looking at you makes me feel inexplicably palpitating. Compared with the Shang clan, you two are more like evil gods. We are not worth mentioning."

"So you are Shang." An Xin stared at her, her eyes gradually filled with blood, "My mother is also Shang."

"Correct."

Xu Yanqian scratched her face and thought about it.

"I guess you have already thoroughly investigated the secret history of the An family, but what does it matter if you know more? You also know very well that some secrets cannot be told, such as... what exactly is the relationship between you and An Ran."

She suddenly snickered like a victorious child.

"You already know it, right? Or... you awakened too quickly, but will you tell An Ran?"

An Xin didn't say anything.

"The answer is... of course not, because the truth is painful." Xu Yanqian laughed and rubbed her eyes. "If painful things were said out loud, it would be too tragic, so there are lies."

"If she knew... her fate was to eat the person she loved most, or to be eaten by the person she loved most, and awaken the consciousness of the dormant 'abyss', how would she feel?"

"So opening the abyss is what you have been doing." An Xin's eyes were completely stained with blood red.

Under the gaze, large patches of white flowers in this world withered and died, and the reflection of the wriggling tentacles in the sky shattered.

A terrifying black and red shadow spread from behind her, starting from the sky and continuously devouring the gray world.

Xu Yanqian bit her lip. She felt the strength in her body gradually draining away.

"That's terrible, but how long can you stop me?" She took a step back.

The phagocytes behind Xu Yanqian were no longer under her control. The phagocytes that made up this gray world were completely controlled by An Xin.

"There is still a lot of time, and we all have plenty of time." She stepped on a flower several dozen meters tall and hummed:

"But she doesn't have much time."

An Xin raised her hand suddenly, and the reflection of the tentacles in the sky twisted rapidly. They broke through the illusory illusion and stabbed the woman on the flower.

Countless black and red tentacles pierced through the world, they were a thousand meters long! They tried to kill the woman in an almost crazy manner.

Xu Yanqian smiled slightly. She didn't seem to be afraid, but looked at this broken world silently.

"You can copy the domain and rules of any King of Death and control everything, but even so, you still can't kill me."

At her feet, the strange flowers opened hundreds of eyes and emitted a shrill scream that echoed throughout the world.

The demonic tentacles and flowers collided and pierced each other. The eyes twisted under the vibration. After half a minute of collision, the gray world began to collapse.

An Xin looked at her indifferently, but could no longer find Xu Yanqian.

The tall flower collapsed and turned into a pool of black pus.

everything is over.

The grey faded and the world turned into normal colors.

As if nothing had happened, she stood in the moonlight, and in front of her was the brightly lit theater.

She bent down and picked up the rapier on the ground, turned around, but stood there for a long time, not knowing what she was thinking.

……

Chapter 25: The Evil Freak (I)

The corridor of the hidden escape passage in the theater was filled with blood. The sticky black blood was bubbling as if it had come alive.

The blood was boiling in a very irregular manner, like boiling waves. The two soundless bodies were gradually overturned, accompanied by crackling sounds, which meant that the bones were being gnawed.

"Giggle..."

The voice came, and deep red flesh and blood gradually grew in the darkest corner of the wall. They squirmed their bodies, and their fat tentacles like tongues twisted, and countless eyes looked as funny as onlookers.

As Bagshas laughed repeatedly, the two corpses lying on the ground began to reshape their flesh and blood.

The air was filled with an indescribable smell - this was the most dangerous death, the resurrection of the dead.

Large pieces of flesh and blood grew out of the sticky black blood. They crowded together and crawled towards the corpse.

These living flesh and blood filled the two mutilated bodies, with clear layers, absorbing the dried blood.

"Dart" opened his eyes in a trance. They were a pair of sad, emotionless eyes.

Next was the auctioneer For Lott. They all stood up stiffly and looked at each other in confusion.

They were alive, but it was their bodies that were alive. In those two pairs of silent eyes, there were only dead souls.

This is a puppet enslaved by death.

"Hehe, it would be a waste not to make use of it." Bagshas sneered at the two of them.

"Dead people are sometimes more useful than living people..."

He crawled towards the inside of the theater, his body constantly secreting mucus, under which were countless moving eyes and mouths.

The abominable mouth kept drooling and spitting saliva, and kept humming an incomprehensible song.

With empty eyes, Dart and the auctioneer followed Him into the depths of the theater to resume operations.

……

Thick fog filled the sky above the courtyard with white, and the moonlight meandered in distinct layers in the fog.

The night of this day was particularly special. A sudden thick fog enveloped the Flower City. Everything came silently, like the breath of a sleeping sea.

In the moonlight, a silver curtain formed behind the fog, romantic and beautiful.

Similarly, this will also be the most restless day. The hungry aliens are ready to move. They all reflect their miserable sides through the windows, hide in the rooms, and try to see something from the thick fog.

In Dongcheng District, the huge buildings that appear dark in the thick fog are houses and courtyards.

An Ran showed her true self at this time. She had a beautiful face as pale as the mist. She sat at the highest point, eating at the junction of candlelight and shadow. It was a plate of delicious food left by her sister. Her eyebrows and eyes inadvertently revealed a hint of sadness.

Around me, large tentacles loomed in the thick fog, waiting quietly.

After finishing his meal and filling his stomach, An Ran raised his head, his eyes piercing through the thick fog and looking straight into the distance.

Seeing that the time had come, she stood up, used her tentacles to leap into the sky, and was buried in the thick fog.

At the top of Butterfly Square, a shadow as tiny as an ant sat cross-legged.

The man held up a modified silver telescope and observed the An family residence ten thousand meters away.

He observed for nearly two hours, trying to get details about An Ran's life so that he could carry out a surprise assassination, but he could not see anything in the thick fog.

Even with the latest nano-technology telescopes, it is impossible to see through the thick fog.

Then he put down the telescope and put on the silver mask with the letter "Q" engraved on it.

Q stands up and turns around.)

In front of him was a woman wearing the same Q mask, but her mask was slightly different from his.

The two looked at each other for a few seconds, and the thick fog around the woman dissipated, and another woman wearing a "W" mask walked out.

The man remained calm, for he knew that the two women in front of him were both members of the O⑼ling family.

As the executioner who hunted down members of the branch, he was naturally not unfamiliar with it.

Is he here to seek revenge on me?

The two women approached each other slowly, but did not seem to be in a hurry to start a fight.

The man did not sense any murderous intent from them, but he remained vigilant enough to prevent them from moving forward.

"I didn't expect you to appear in front of me on your own initiative." There was a hint of sarcasm and threat in his words.

"We've been monitoring you for a week, and you're much dumber than we thought." Woman W always spoke briefly.