Alien Executioner

"Just before going to the cafe. There are no large restaurants that can be fully rented in Santa Ana City. It just so happens that the Martinton family's mansion is in a nearby city. I know the people here, so I borrowed the venue temporarily. I hope you don't mind."

An Ran calmly drank the Bordeaux, skillfully cut the orange-red king crab, dipped the snow-white crab meat in salty sauce, stuffed it into his mouth and chewed it slowly. Even so, his mouth was still filled with a hint of sweetness.

"The decoration style of Martinton Manor is very fashionable. They make their home look like a restaurant. They must all be foodies." He smiled at Her Royal Highness, "Foodies are all like this. They feel extra happy and safe in a restaurant."

"Sense of security?"

"It means you don't have to worry about having nothing to eat. Would you worry about not having enough food in a restaurant? So for foodies, having a home that's like a restaurant is simply heaven. I think so too, because I am a foodie myself."

"Naiya is also a foodie."

"Yes, Naya is an insatiable foodie." An Ran raised his head and looked into the woman's eyes. "She and I are the same."

Chapter 129 Uncontrollable Extreme Desire (V)

I am the same as her. This sentence contains many meanings, and each meaning seems so reasonable in this man.

The candlelight cheered and illuminated Ottilia's dim eyes. Some deep emotions rose and fell in the darkness, lingering around her.

"Before that, I want to tell you a story. A girl woke up at night. It rained heavily that day. The world was covered and isolated by the flood. When she woke up, she was standing under the rain, running at a loss. She forgot who she was and what had happened."

An Ran spoke slowly, staring at the burning candle, and a story unfolded, with Ottilia as the only listener.

"The girl vaguely remembered that she was a righteous partner last night. She had a wonderful family that was impeccable, with a serious mother, a loving and active father, a caring sister, and a younger sister who always clung to her. The girl was a genius at Atlantean Academy and aspired to become an executive like her sister, because she wanted to protect this beauty. The family gave her all their love, and she was very sensible to repay them by killing all the evil and enemies who tried to destroy this beauty."

"But she turned into a monster. The girl was so scared that she ran in panic, thinking it was just a dream. The rain splashed on the ground and wet her eyes. It kept raining, and the rain was pouring down. The girl couldn't run to the end, but she didn't dare to run to the end."

"She was afraid that this dream was real. Perhaps she already knew that she had really turned into a monster, so she stopped and deliberately ran very slowly, so that she would not reach the end and would not face cruel things. Once she reached the end, she would have to face the monster she had truly become."

"The girl didn't remember how long she stood in the rain. It was raining really hard that day, with a clattering sound, as if it was going to smash something to pieces. Something really did get smashed in the rain, her heart was broken, with cracks left in it, and it could no longer hold anything. Even if it did, it would be lost. She never left the rain, and she had already lost herself."

The dim firelight could not illuminate the man's face hidden in the dark. He told the story quietly, and his voice changed quietly. Otilia was not sure whether the face was Anran or Naya. She could only see the devil's eyes, which were blood red and made people panic.

"I don't know how many years have passed, she is still lost, and a little mentally ill, and the only past she has is also quietly lost. The righteous partner has become the culprit who broke this beautiful family. She seems out of place in that beautiful family. She feels guilty, like a puppet every day, and her personality is getting more and more distorted. She tells herself that she is guilty every day, which is like brainwashing. She faces her relatives with guilt, but is also worried that her secret will be exposed. She has fallen into a quagmire that she cannot escape."

"A lunatic. She is really a lunatic, isn't she? She is going crazy. The only way is to hunt alien species wantonly, so as to distinguish herself from other monsters. But even so, she is still going crazy. Her broken heart makes her feel uneasy all the time, like an ant circled by a pen, and the circle is shrinking. No matter how she runs, she can't escape."

"Girls are so sensitive when they are young, and they become numb when they are too sensitive." An Ran said, "She was really in so much pain during those years. If someone treated her well, she would let down her guard and say she was a little monster, but in fact it was just a kitten. Kittens like to rub against their owners who give them a sense of security."

"I should have come to you earlier." Ottilia said softly, already knowing that the girl in the story was An Ran.

"Just when the girl completely collapsed, her elder sister from that beautiful family discovered her secret." An Ran continued to tell the story.

"Is everything over? That's what the girl thought. The reason she didn't collapse completely was because of that beauty. Even though she turned into a monster, she was still hiding in that beauty. As long as she wasn't discovered, maybe she could continue. But her sister discovered her, so she had to run away, the farther the better."

"But the elder sister did not take advantage of the girl's misfortune, nor did she make things difficult for her. She stayed quietly beside the girl and told her that it was okay, I'll be by her side, that feeling will never come again, because I won't leave, you are my sister and I am your sister, no matter what you become, you are still my sister, don't cry, I'm here, even if you are a little monster, you are still my little monster..."

"This world is actually pretty good, isn't it? Love can really heal wounds. At that moment, the little monster's heart was moved. She would be devoted to whoever treats her well."

"No need... to say more." Ottilia lowered her head, her voice trembling. She already understood.

The face behind the fire was no longer An Ran, but a monster named Naya. It was a plain white face, and it also belonged to Anya.

"There are always some sufferings in this world. The reason we don't see them is because others are secretly enduring them. It's ridiculous, isn't it? You think the boy you admire has changed his mind, but he doesn't want to say it, which is just avoiding you. His heart hasn't changed, it's completely rotten. It's painful for him to recall it."

Anya's voice was very soft. She was the devil herself, so how could she lie?

"sorry."

Otilia raised her head and mustered up the courage to look Anya in the eye. She didn't know what happened to that man in the past, and her pursuit of her fiancé was destroying another beautiful thing.

She suddenly smelled a bloody smell and was stunned. It seemed to be coming from the food on the long table. She saw the food on the plate emitting strange black smoke.

"Don't worry, there's nothing wrong with your food." Anya smiled, stirred the fish pond with a fork, and pulled out a piece of meat that looked like fish but wasn't.

Otilia heard very heavy breathing and turned back suddenly. The hall was dark, with only the candlelight from the long table dimly illuminating the area.

A group of people were watching her from the edge of the hall.

The breathing sound was very light at first, then gradually became heavier, from one person to countless people. The group of people hiding in the darkness looked like a group of monsters. The smell of blood became stronger and stronger, as if it came from behind. Something had died, and it had died in the restaurant.

Who could be the dead person? This is the mansion of the Maddington family, and all the family members are here, but where are they now?

The pungent smell of blood made Ottilia shudder. Only then did she notice that the girl's eyes behind the candlelight were close to madness.

The breathing sounds were getting closer and closer. They belonged to some huge creature. There were indescribable monsters wandering in the hall, and there was more than one.

She heard a scream.

The flame of the candlestick flickered more violently, and an invisible object crawled onto the dining table. Its vague outline gradually emerged. It turned out to be a worm!

The worm was clinging to the edge of the long table, its fat and bloated body shocking. The girl reached out and gently stroked its tip with a reproachful look.

"Didn't I tell you to stay here obediently? You didn't listen to me, right? I remember you, Chong Xiaowu, you were the most mischievous."

The worm seemed to be hungry and came to ask the owner if it could have a meal.

It gently touched the girl's hand with its tentacles, but was ruthlessly interrupted, so it turned its head aggrievedly and crawled away again.

This scene is really thrilling and beautiful. It is not the beauty of the worm, but the illusory beauty of the girl. When talking to the worm, echoes are heard all around, but the echoes are incomprehensible, like an ancient language that has long been lost, and the language structure is completely unrecognizable.

After watching the worm leave, Anya smiled at Her Royal Highness:

"Chong Xiaowu is the guy's name. He is the fifth worm I split into. He is also the most mischievous one and is very troublesome."

Otilia was not overwhelmed by fear because she had seen the worms when she first met Naya in her dream.

"They are cute, aren't they?"

Anya asked, and then continued to speak on her own:

"I heard that they look a lot like Azathoth. I even checked online and I think they look a lot like him, but I know they are not. If they really are cosmic monsters like Azathoth, then as their master, I am the universe itself. What nonsense."

"Besides, no one has ever seen those imaginative and indescribable monsters. The only portraits available for reference are those drawn by crazy artists using their imagination. So they can't be Azathoth. Worm Little Five or Worm Little Six sound better. What do you think?"

"But your name is Naya," said Otilia.

"My name is Naya. It was originally a code name given to me by the Countermeasures Bureau because I feed on alien species and have many, many tentacles. If I had a pair of horns, I might be called a black goat, but who knows if a black goat really has horns? Just like there may not be French fries at the dock."

"I smell blood."

"Yes, the smell of blood means someone has died. This place is built like a restaurant, and I'm a diner. For foodies, this is simply heaven." Anya snapped her fingers, and a faint light appeared above her head, as gorgeous as a flower blooming on a stage, yet with a kind of eerie and sad beauty in the style of a dark fairy tale.

Otilia looked at the darkness around her, her pupils shrank sharply, and she stood up involuntarily.

She opened her mouth, but no sound came out.

The blood fell to the ground, bright as flowers, and the flowing blood gathered along the ground, like a river of blood. The whole hall was illuminated, and corpses were hanging from the ceiling. They were all members of the Martinton family. The youngest looked only in his teens, and the oldest was so rotten that his face could not be seen.

More than seventy members of the Martinton family were present, and they had turned into corpses, but their eyes were still open, like hanged ghosts. What a horrible scene.

They were bleeding and died in a judged posture, with the hollows in their chests being the result of their hearts being dug out. Several worms were running around below them, screaming and howling.

The dining table in the center of the hall was romantic, with dim candlelight, but in the darkness outside, blood was flowing like a river.

But Ottilia strangely felt that the scene before her did not seem like a brutal massacre, but rather a judgment on the evil spirits.

Anya stood up, with a cruel smile in her eyes, and stood in front of one of the hanging corpses, which was a young man.

Ottilia remembered that the heir of the Martinton family had recently tried to pursue Miss An. At the end of the story, the girl's wounds were soothed by her sister, a mentally ill monster was redeemed, and the broken heart was finally accommodated. To her, An Xin was the only one.

So she deliberately chose Martinton Manor as the venue for the dinner. The main purpose was not to have a meal together, but to take brutal revenge.

Ottilia felt creepy. Just now, Anya's gaze at her was extremely dangerous.

How could a little monster who had lost himself in the past tolerate the blasphemy of others? The blood-red eyes revealed an undisguised killing intent. She did not regard the princess as prey, but she could regard the princess as prey.

Anya will not let her sister leave her side. Her love, which seems soft and passive, is the most extreme. Anyone who tries to pursue her sister will be killed by her. She can also kill those who pursue her. She knows that someone pursuing her will make her sister very unhappy.

She didn't want her sister to be unhappy, and she wouldn't allow anyone to make her sister sad.

Naya was scary, but what Otilia saw more in the girl was pity.

This little monster is in pain and will probably eat itself for its sister.

Chapter 130 Uncontrollable Extreme Desire (VI)

"Look at this absent-minded look. He won't know what's going on until he dies."

The girl stood in front of one of the upside-down corpses, making sarcastic and vicious laughs, with worms clustered around her legs, like a clingy puppy.

The corpse had been completely disfigured, even his eyes had been gouged out. He hung his head like a demon that had failed in its struggle. Steel nails pierced his chest, firmly nailing it to the wall. He could not rest in peace even after death.

The body of this evil ghost was severely damaged. Compared with other members of the Martinton family, there was no deep hatred. The rest of the bodies remained relatively intact, only the heart was damaged, and the body in front of Anya had almost lost its human outline.

Anya portrayed him as an executed evil ghost. How much hatred did she have? What made her treat this corpse in a special way?

Ottilia stood in front of the dining table in a daze. She was standing in the middle of a shocking bloody banquet. Her entire family was executed silently. It didn't matter whether they were executed as evil spirits or humans. At the moment of their death, they could only be evil spirits.

This was not a dinner party at all, but a judgment of the devil. Someone tried to steal something that belonged to the devil. Even if he failed, it was an unacceptable act of disobedience to the devil. She personally held the sickle and carved eternal scars on the corpses.

Following some kind of command, countless worms pounced on the corpse. After the ruthless killing, they began cruel plundering. Anya suddenly stopped smiling and stared quietly at the remaining corpse. The hatred in her eyes disappeared and she sighed softly.

"Bewolf Madinton, the second son of Earl Madinton, was also one of the most brilliant geniuses, but he died. His biggest mistake was trying to woo my sister, seven times in a row. I gave him the chance, but he didn't cherish it."

"That's why you killed them all." Ottilia said after a moment of silence.

Anya shook her head. "No, they are all alien species. To be more precise, they are artificial alien species."

She looked up at Otilia, surprisingly calm.

"In fact, as early as the first day, Zero had completely cracked the Natasha system and had already infiltrated all the major networks in District 1. Whether it was mobile phone programs, traffic systems, emails, or police systems, they were all under Zero's surveillance. Its eyes are not just the cameras on the streets. To exaggerate, as long as there is electricity, it is transparent to our Anjia."

She was talking about Anjia, not the federal government's FACA, and the real target of artificial intelligence is not the Countermeasures Bureau.

"The Martinton family had already contacted the new people half a month before we arrived, but they were relatively calm and did not decisively choose to inject the serum to become new people. Instead, they first conducted artificial xenospecies experiments with less risks. For humans, in this era, they only yearn for power, and they are no exception."

Ottilia didn't know about these things. If the Martinton family was really an alien species that cooperated with the new people, Anya's approach was not wrong. She just eliminated the people who admired her sister, and it was not entirely out of jealousy.

She was afraid that the truth was false, and that she had already wiped out the Martinton family, so they could only die as evil spirits.

At this moment, if they are not aliens, they will become aliens.

"So don't worry, I'm not that kind of cruel tyrant. You should know that Naya is only interested in aliens."

Anya signaled the worm to drag down the remaining corpse. Naturally, she didn't need to do such troublesome work, and she didn't even need tentacles, because the executive officer was about to arrive and she had already reported it in advance.

There were shrill sirens outside, and several FACA vehicles surrounded the manor. The executives smelled blood from a distance, and their faces changed. What a huge amount of blood must have been. The blood completely enveloped the manor. The wall was silent, and you could vaguely see a little through the glass wall of the building.

At this time, Otilia and the girl were walking on a nearby forest path. She tried smoking for the first time, very slowly.

"How do you feel?" asked the girl next to him. She was Anya, also known as An Ran.

The doubts about her identity are no longer important. Anya has revealed her secrets. A lost little monster will follow her sister forever.

The princess sighed and felt relieved.

The cigarette in her hand was given by Anya, and it was also the brand An Ran often smoked. It had a fine cotton taste and a very strong fragrance, but it was not too choking when she smoked it. Otilia just took two puffs and shook her head. She was still not used to it and didn't know how to deal with it.

"An Xin has Anya, but who else has An Ran?" the girl suddenly said.

Otilia shook her head. She didn't know either.

"So An Ran has no one. He only has himself in his heart. If he doesn't even have himself, then An Ran doesn't exist."

At the end of the forest path is the bustling central street of Mumei City. Under the lights of the night, girls in short skirts and leggings walk through the streets, each with a smile and expectant eyes. The huge central screen is playing the evening news. The crowd is surging, and it seems that what happened last night did not exist at all. Everyone has their own things to do in this era.

Otilia slowly stopped walking. Anya disappeared, leaving her alone. The warmth in her hand was the unburned cigarette. Her eyes suddenly became sad. She looked out of place in the busy street, like a lost girl.

But what does she have?

She wanted to turn around, perhaps because she was more accustomed to the forest, but she suddenly saw something in the crowd, the shadow of the man.

She has never loved this world. What she has is not herself, but the memories of him in the past.

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In fact, at that time, some fragments of my memory had been restored, but I don’t remember exactly when.

The Maybach was running on the elevated road, with no fate chasing it, and warm music playing in the room.

An Ran sat in the back seat, stroking the Swallowing Martial Arts bracelet. He vaguely heard someone calling him. He looked up and out the window, and saw only bright buildings.

"That woman... has a very special feeling for you." Driver Ronnie spoke up to break the silence. She had been near the manor and overheard what was going on.

"You, Yishang, do you know what love is?" An Ran turned a blind eye and said, "Don't pretend to know something when you don't, kid."

"I don't understand emotions, but it's not like I haven't seen it before. Humans just like to use complicated methods to torture their own species." The blonde loli looked at her with contempt, holding the steering wheel with one hand and stuffing cheese into her mouth with the other.

"That woman is like this. Her love for you is very special, as if it is some kind of belief. But you, as the culprit, don't remember anything."

"There are many things I don't remember. Even if they exist, they are just the past of children. How much can a child understand?"

An Ran spoke mercilessly. He leaned his head against the car window, closed his eyes, and recalled those fragments of memories.

Whenever I tried to recall, the fragmented pieces would be interrupted by the sound of my breathing and then reassembled, and all the memories would be in a mess.

And these memories are all vague, as if they have been sealed for a long time and are covered with dust.