Alien Executioner

Anya stopped in front of the park bench and answered the call. She didn't mind a stranger calling at this time. Zero was always reliable.

She was in Naya state at the moment. Since the other party had obtained Zero's consent to call her, it meant that he knew her secret.

Anya pressed the answer button and waited silently.

Amid the noisy disco, a filthy male voice was heard.

"Hello, is the Second Miss here? Is the Second Miss here? I'm Xiao Wang, and I have something important to report to you."

The sound came from Wang Feng playing in a bar, and there were also a few shy and coquettish voices of women nearby. It was not difficult to imagine that he was surrounded by women.

"Are you there? If you're not there, I'll hang up. I'm a bit busy here. If I can't make it, I'll leave you a voice message."

Anya wanted to make Wang Feng into skewers. Not only did this guy eat the food that should have belonged to her, he also ran to the bar in the name of revenge. When she thought about him and Sister Tang "colluding with each other" and overdrawing her credit card bill, she gritted her teeth in anger.

Her eyes flashed with teasing as she thought about how to play with these two guys in the future.

Sitting down on a park chair, he said without a care: "I am listening. May I ask Minister Wang Feng, who is doing his duty, what good news have you received?"

Wang Feng on the other end of the phone shuddered, and could imagine the girl's expression as if she was playing with others. He had to push away the woman who was leaning on his shoulder, disliking the heavy makeup powder.

He straightened his back and asked, "Where are you now, Second Miss?"

“Queens.”

"It just so happens that I have some information here. A cult member will show up in Queens tonight, and his support is likely to come from the Tananiya family."

"Where did you get the information?"

"Don't underestimate me. Although I'm in the Research Department, my ability to collect intelligence is no less than that of the Intelligence Department and Sister Tang." The voice on the other end of the phone was a little bitter.

After the call was hung up, in a bar somewhere, Wang Feng was molested by several fat women. He had a sad face and kept drinking the wine handed to him by them.

These women are not hostesses at all, they are simply customers, while Wang Feng is like the bartender of this bar.

"Damn it, this is information I got by selling my ass..."

Wang Feng looked at the fat lady rushing towards him with despair. There was a conspicuous family emblem on her chest, representing her identity as a member of the Tananya family.

Anya looked down at the hung-up phone with a strange look in her eyes. She clearly heard the scream at the last moment.

The screams seemed to come from Wang Feng, and it sounded like he was suffering from some kind of mental torture.

Considering the bar environment, I guess it was actually a sign of over-excitement.

Although Director An Ran looks like a straight man with a cold attitude, she actually knows a lot. She used to look up information when she encountered something she didn't understand. She rarely went to bars as a man, but she knew that men who went to bars would always behave like crazy.

The intelligence brought by Wang Feng successfully attracted her attention. The members of the Eternal Cult of the New Eaters will meet with the people of the Tananiya family, which can prove that the two are involved.)

She came to the first district just for the Shang hidden in the Tananiya family. That monster that existed for a long time was better than all the young Shang.

She waved to stop a taxi, and according to the address Wang Feng left in the text message, she said she was going to a certain cinema. The young female driver was surprised and hesitated for a long time before finally sending the girl.

What bad luck, the female driver sighed inwardly.

She observed the girl through the indoor mirror. The girl looked outstanding, but a little lifeless, with a slightly pale skin, which was very abnormal.

The female driver was nervous and waited for the girl to get off the car after arriving at the destination, then hurriedly stepped on the accelerator.

This confused Anya. Did the driver not want money?)

She felt that she was indeed very beautiful, so beautiful that any woman could hardly resist her, but she shouldn't be so beautiful that she could easily fall for him. Please, Mr. Driver, can you have some willpower? He got so anxious just by looking at her for a second. I really don't know how my sister could hold back on her normally.

If she was An Xin, and had a sister like herself, she would definitely be unable to get out of bed forever.

Anya always thought so when she looked in the mirror, and nodded to show that she understood her sister.

What? So this is XP.

After she finished her narcissistic love, she patted her skirt and looked around the cinema. The door of the cinema was closed, but she could see a faint light inside through the gap.

"Have you found the person who assassinated An Ran?" A man's voice came from inside.

"Don't be ridiculous, Lord Tananiya. Wasn't it your family's idea to assassinate An Ran?" The voice that answered him was extremely sharp, like a eunuch who had lost his organs.

"Humph! I don't understand what you are talking about, you damn cultist. I really underestimated the power of the An family. The Federal Supreme Council has put pressure on the family. Now the family is forced to find a scapegoat. Only by handing over the scapegoat can the storm be calmed down."

"Mr. Puchi, it seems that you didn't invite me here with good intentions." The sharp voice sneered, "I am not suitable to be a scapegoat."

"Who knows, Crow?" The man said unconcernedly, "Assassinating the top director of FACA is no small matter, so the scapegoat must be important. I think you are very important, damn Crow."

"Tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk."

"Your laughter is disgusting, damn crow, it's time to pay with your life for Tananya."

"Ga ga ga..." The Crow Man laughed in a twisted roar like an animal.

"You--" the man was shocked, and then there was a continuous tearing sound.

Half a minute later, the cinema fell into a long silence.

The door slowly opened and a figure walked out, adjusting his tie with elegant manners. The street lights illuminated his blood-stained white suit.

And his black crow head.

He smiled and bowed toward the empty street, like an actor whose performance had ended. As he bowed, his ill-fitting white dress bulged slightly.

This dress does not belong to him.

His head turned strangely 90 degrees, laughing at the passing shadow.

"There's an eavesdropper."

Chapter 40: Sad Words (V)

The Crow Man shifted his position carelessly, already aware of the peeping Tom loitering around.

It was late at night and Queens was filled with neon lights. Due to the assassination of the top director of FACA, the Tananiya family had launched a large-scale search for the main culprit, causing panic among the people. There were no pedestrians on the street early in the morning, and only the cold wind was blowing through the empty space, which looked desolate.

The Crow Man was ready to catch the eavesdropper, so he put on a mask to hide his identity and walked in a pretentious manner like a gentleman.

The street lights lining the streets gradually went out, and the world fell into endless darkness.

He was walking slowly, leaning on a cane. The sharp wind was blowing, hiding the passing dark shadows.

He did not rush to chase after it, guessing that this was just a trap set by the other party. The newcomer who had embarked on the road of evolution was quite confident in his senses and could capture speeds that even an eagle could not react to. The shadows that kept passing by him had no outline, which attracted the interest of the Crow Man.

Since becoming a new citizen, he has never encountered such an interesting thing. The eavesdropper must be an alien species. The executive cannot have such a speed unless he engages in gluttony. But gluttony is the executive's last trump card and he will never back down once he uses it.

The other party refused to show up, always kept a relative distance from him, and refused to run away. Finally, the Crow Man couldn't stand it anymore and stopped.

Looking up, the moment my eyes fell on the billboard, I only saw a fleeting black shadow.

This made the Crow Man lose his patience. He had been actively approaching the opponent in the past few minutes, but the opponent did not run away and instead seemed to be playing a game. He needed to find him to win, but he was always just one step away.

It's really unbelievable. The other person has always been within the range of my senses, but I just can't see him.

The ears could hear the mocking sound of the wind, and the body instinctively sensed that an enemy was nearby.

The other party does not mind being exposed, but only cares about whether or not they will be seen.

It's like... playing a sight game.

The Crow Man clenched his fists, a little furious. He had a bad temper to begin with, and because of that he almost lost the qualification to become a new citizen. He hadn't felt teased for a long time, and he was so angry that he was determined to tear the other party to pieces.

"The foolish people of the false god." A vague voice came from behind.

The Crow Man was startled and turned around but found nothing. He looked at the empty space in front of him in disbelief, as if what he heard just now was just an hallucination.

The Crow Man widened his bloodshot eyes and turned around vigilantly. He realized that he had underestimated his opponent.

Tentacles clung to the high walls, and Anya looked down at the heads of the crows. She smelled a pungent, fetid odor, very similar to the banquet at Tananya.

She controlled her tentacles to approach slowly, concerned about the possible death hidden behind the other party. She was not sure if it was a young death or if he had a deep background like Deagaus.

The Crow Man did not notice the tentacles approaching his head. His body was weak due to his mumbling, and his mind was filled with the female voice saying "the fools of the false gods".

"It's Shang!" The Crow Man suddenly realized.

He was originally a member of the Eternal Church of the New Eaters, and had a clearer understanding of Sorrow. When he was baptized as a new citizen, similar whispers appeared in his mind. Those were the cry of the souls of the ancients and the call of the great Shoggoth. The appearance of whispers now meant that Sorrow was watching him!

The idea of ​​the new people is to replace the ancients and create new gods to replace the Shang people.

This crazy idea was bound to be met with Shang's wrath.

The Crows hid very well, and the Eternal Society had a very reliable umbrella of protection behind it, so it has been safe and sound over the years.

But the Crows were not so lucky this time.

He turned and ran, trying to run to a place where there were more people and bright light.

Shang's invasion of the mind is not instantaneous. It will invade when the reason is weakest and most relaxed, thus disintegrating rationality and turning into a monster dominated by desire. Becoming a monster is always the worst ending, which means it is no different from death.

Executors often use the word "monster" to describe aliens, but aliens are very afraid of the word "monster" and usually believe that only those who have fallen into the state of devouring and lost their minds can be considered monsters.

He would never allow himself to be dominated by Shang. Xinmin had not yet completed that feat. He ran and coaxed as if he was brainwashed, firmly believing that he must survive, witness the creation of the Stairway to God, and make all humans become gods of the new world.

The moment he saw the subway station light up, the Crow Man was ecstatic and rushed over roaring, "Get out of the way! Get out of the way!"

The subway entrance was full of pedestrians, but they were all quiet. They were not playing with their phones, nor were they talking. They were just staring at the man like puppets.

"I said, all of you get out of the way!" He was furious and didn't care about anything else. He tore through the people in the front row and made a bloody path.

The strange feeling was completely different from the previous killings. When the bodies lay on the ground, the crowd finally dispersed. However, the Crow Man always felt that something was missing, but he couldn't put it into words for a while.

Killing was commonplace for a cruel man like him. Cutting open living people's stomachs, tearing their tendons, and listening to the fear and despair in the blood was like a pleasing performance. The stage built of flesh and blood was intoxicating... But now all these pleasures were gone. The Crow Man felt empty, uneasy and terrified inside.

He stared at the dispersing crowd and the motionless body on the ground, but couldn't figure out what was strange.

It's emotions and blood!

A huge fear exploded from the hearts of the Crows. When these people were torn to pieces, the others did not show any emotion at all! Even the people who were killed did not panic before they died.

He looked down at his hands, and there was no blood on them either.

This was the reason for the strange feeling. In the past, when killing people, their hands were always stained with sticky blood. As long as they were human, they would have blood, and alien species were no exception. Even a dead creature would have blood. The blood of the ancient gods was the best proof...but why didn't these people have blood?

The Crow Man's body went limp, completely enveloped by panic.

He crawled on the ground, backing away to create distance.

He saw the so-called subway entrance gradually twisted and turned into black flowing water. After a few seconds, it turned into a huge abyss.

Like a black and red worm, it wriggles and everything is silent.

The foolish people of false gods - the mumbling came one after another, and countless voices repeated the same sentence.

Unprecedented madness devoured all rationality, and the only thing left in the mind was acceptance of the outside world, without any ability to process any feedback.

The Crow Man watched the worm approaching, and the entire world behind the worm was approaching him.

The one who eats himself is a world!

……

The man walked over slowly, looked around, and picked up the mask on the ground.

A woman followed behind him, and the lights from the subway entrance illuminated her long golden hair.

There was a very brief silence between the two. The man turned his head away as much as possible so as not to meet the woman's gaze, and the two remained in a stalemate.

"you……"

The woman tried to speak, but chose to give up. When she saw the man's cold expression, she knew the outcome.

Otilia didn't think it was a coincidence to see An Ran here.

But at least it can be confirmed that the owner of the mask is from the Eternal Cult of the New Eaters that the Countermeasures Bureau has been investigating in recent years.

She didn't know what was going on, and was keenly aware that An Ran was also investigating this mysterious group.

An Ran threw the mask to Ottilia, lowered his head to light a cigarette, and looked up at Xiao Suo in the distance.

"Are you trying to be cool?" Ottilia said coldly.

"I hope Miss Otilia can do me a favor."

"I'd like to hear it."

"I suspect that the person who disguised himself as you and tried to assassinate me at the banquet is related to the new Lord, the Eternal Cannibal Cult. I hope you can use the power of your family to help me investigate."

This is just exploitation.

An Ran smoked a cigarette and looked into the woman's eyes.

He speculated that the Tananiya family was the culprit, or that Shang hiding inside knew his identity as Naiya, so he kept testing him.

Ottilia most likely didn't know about this.