All the evil beasts in the world, I feed on demons and monsters

Chapter 286 Taxation!

On the garbage mountain.

Led by Yang Hua, Ji Ran and the others had already reached the garbage mountain. However, the sheer size and vastness of the garbage mountain exceeded their expectations.

Sunlight refracted through countless fragments of debris, shimmering with a glassy sheen. Countless robust alloy structures pierced through the rubble and eaves of the ruins, like the skeletons of a colossal beast pointing straight to the sky.

The hundreds-of-meters-high garbage mountain was a landmark that had accumulated over countless years; its collapse at this moment resembled a whale fall.

Furthermore, because there were many buildings near the garbage mountain, the collapsed ruins did not solidify and cover the ground. Instead, due to the collapse of various steel structures that became stuck between the buildings, the collapse of the garbage mountain looked more like an overturned bowl covering countless buildings.

Many mutants were walking through the ruins, picking up valuable items from the rubble.

These people were all mutants whose genes had collapsed. Upon seeing the group, they were like startled rabbits, immediately fleeing into the distance or hiding under the ruins.

boom!
A mutant not far away saw Ji Ran and the others' attire, especially the Tyrant tattoo on Ji Ran's forearm, and was so frightened that he immediately got up and ran away!

He was carrying a strange piece of flesh in his hand, and after taking only two steps, he let out a scream!
"what!"

The mutant's foot stepped on a machine tool blade, slicing his foot open! Yellowish blood splattered out, and he staggered, crashing into the ruins in front of him!
Click!

Whoosh!
"what--"

With a long, drawn-out scream, it vanished without a trace.

As Ji Ran approached, he saw a hollowed-out area beneath the ruins, with lights still burning in the buried pavilion below, and figures visible.

Those towering buildings, some over ten meters high, supported the ruins; the mutants who fell had long since turned into a pile of mud.

Yang Hua bent down and picked up a broken piece of yellow opium from the ground.

The powder at the fracture surface was slightly coarse, mixed with dust and rust.

"These mutants are all in order to pick up some genetic opium."

Yang Hua looked up and said, "These people have no money, and their genes are on the verge of collapse. Once their genes completely collapse, they will be banished to the edge of the Immortal Island."

"Only by consuming these genetic opiums can their genetic breakdown be temporarily slowed down."

Where is that lump of flesh?

Ji Ran raised his chin, and in front of him, the purple lump of flesh that the mutant had been carrying earlier had fallen to the ground.

"The flesh and blood of the alien devourer."

"Can't you devour each other?"

Yang Hua explained, "The mutual devouring is something that happens among members of the Tyrant Society."

He raised his hand, revealing a mass of green muscle covering his arm.

"These symbiotic apophagosomes have genes that have become similar to those of humans. Consuming the flesh and blood of these apophagosomes poses no risk as long as you don't consume their gene seeds; it will only enhance your own apophagosome and strengthen the stability of your genes."

"But the Tyrant's headquarters will occasionally send out the corpses of wild alien devourers from the bottom nest."

"After these bodies are dismantled, the flesh and tissues will be broken down and processed to serve as raw materials for genetically modified distillers."

"The metal parts will be sold to the Mo family."

"Alcohol and tobacco are the most profitable and core industries of the Tyrant Society."

Yang Hua pointed to the ground and said, "So, although the garbage mountain is not the headquarters, its importance is no less than that of the headquarters. This is because it is the tobacco and alcohol factory that the Tyrant Society has been operating for more than a hundred years."

Ji Ran nodded.

He narrowed his eyes and looked in a direction not far away.

The mountain of garbage ahead formed a massive arched slope. And they hadn't even reached the summit yet.

But a giant stingray was swaying in mid-air.

The fish was adorned with colorful scales, resembling a seven-colored auspicious cloud.

boom! ! !
But the next moment, a blinding crimson light appeared like a raging dragon soaring into the sky!
With a mournful cry from a strange beast, it pierced through the Wenyao fish!
Purple-tinged blood rained down from the sky like a downpour, and a blood-red black bird rose from the blood-red halberd, flashing and disappearing in the air!
"this!?"

Yang Hua was stunned for a moment, then his expression changed drastically!

"Someone has attacked and killed people from Xiandu!"

"What a disaster!"

The old man's face instantly turned ashen!
"grown ups!"

He suddenly turned to look at Ji Ran and said, "That Wenyao fish is the mount of the Xiandu people, and the Xiandu people here must be the backers of our Tyrant Society!"

"To die here, even if you control the Tyrant Society here, is still a disaster!"

"Oh?"

Ji Ran remained calm and asked, "What abilities do people from Xiandu possess?" "Absolute power to suppress everyone."

Yang Hua said with absolute certainty, "Any noble person in the Immortal Capital possesses a technique capable of easily suppressing all living beings in Yingzhou."

"Tsk."

Ji Ran nodded and said, "Let's go take a look."

"it is good!"

Yang Hua couldn't wait any longer. He immediately spotted a spot on the garbage mountain and leaped up quickly.

Ji Ran and the other two immediately followed.

"Should we save them?"

The double-flowered red stick leaped beside Ji Ran and asked a question.

Ji Ran calmly said, "If they're friends, we can save them."

"No?"

“Slaughter them all.”

……

Above the ruins!

"Roar!!!"

A monster struggled and roared, while a burly figure, as imposing as a fortress, stepped on its back, and a thick pole slammed down!

boom!
The protruding end of the rod smashed the alien's head to pieces!
At the same time, those feet suddenly exerted force!

stab-

A human face emerged from the bloated flesh of the alien phagocytosis.

"you!?"

puff!
The next moment, the thick pole swept across, blowing the head off the Tyrant Society member!
now.

Not far away, beside the fallen stingray, stood a handsome man. He wore a blue robe with gold-embroidered sleeves, and his skin had a jade-like sheen. He was facing away from the crowd.

All the ferocious alien beasts were surrounding the figure in the middle.

The man was clad in heavy black armor, the plates layered with thick scales, the edges shimmering with a faint golden light.

The raised shoulder armor had a scarlet black bird emblem on the left and the ancient character "Qin" on the right.

Beneath the gilded helmet, only a thin chin could be seen.

He's a tax officer!

“You...you all owe taxes.”

The newcomer was none other than the official Nightmare Master of the East Eighth District, whose ID in the Heavens was 【Unique DM】.

At this moment, a crimson carpet of flesh stretched out from the ruins behind him, containing the crushed remains of countless alien beasts!
"You...where did this madman come from?!"

boom!
Terrifying steam boiled over the body of the celestial nobleman. The alien beings blocking his way and the only DM were blasted away!

The nobleman of Xiandu suddenly turned around, his handsome face like that of a celestial being, and he said in a low voice, "A mere tax official at the bottom of the Six Ministries?"

"Whose tax are you going to collect?!"

The only DM, however, had an expression of enjoyment on his face, as if the recognition of his new identity by those around him was his greatest stimulant.

A huge prison cart followed behind him.

For every person killed, the prison van automatically collects money, physical objects, and anything else of value.

At the same time, through the tax official's helmet, he could see the value of everything.

That fraudulent Yin-Yang cultist was already dead under his own helmet's lock.

But he also set his sights on his next target.

The handsome man before them had a terrifying price listed on his helmet: [Physical Value: 5000 Yi].

The only DM gently picked up the blood-dripping halberd, revealing a set of white teeth, and said, "Conquer you."

"court death!"

boom!
A strange mist instantly enveloped the surroundings!

The black and gold heavy armor, wielding a halberd, tore through a crimson expanse!
(End of this chapter)